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Quotes by S. J. G. Percival
O rose! the sweetest blossom, Of spring the fairest flower, O rose! the joy of heaven. The god of love, with roses His yellow locks adorning, Dances with the hours and graces.— filed under Flowers-Rose
Bird of the broad and sweeping wing, Thy home is high in heaven, Where wide the storms their banners fling, And the tempest clouds are driven.— filed under Birds-Dove
In Eastern lands they talk in flowers, And they tell in a garland their loves and cares; Each blossom that blooms in their garden bowers, On its leaves a mystic language bears.— filed under Flirting
Thought can wing its way Swifter than lightning-flashes or the beam That hastens on the pinions of the morn.— filed under Thought