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Flowers-Rosemary: Quotations from Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations

Wild-rose, Sweetbriar, Eglantine, All these pretty names are mine, And scent in every leaf is mine, And a leaf for all is mine, And the scent-Oh, that's divine! Happy-sweet and pungent fine, Pure as dew, and pick'd as wine.— LEIGH HUNT — Songs and Chorus of

the Flowers. Sweetbriar. It's sides I'll plant with dew-sweet eglantine.— KEATS — Endymion. Bk. IV. L. 700.

Rain-scented eglantine Gave temperate sweets to that well-wooing sun.— KEATS — Endymion. Bk. I. L. 100.

As through the verdant maze Of sweetbriar hedges I pursue my walk; Or taste the smell of dairy.— THOMSON — The Seasons. Spring. L. 105.

The garden rose may richly bloom In cultured soil and genial air, To cloud the light of Fashion's room Or droop in Beauty's midnight hair, In lonelier grace, to sun and dew The sweetbrier on the hillside shows Its single leaf and fainter hue, Untrained and wildly free, yet still a sister rose!— WHITTIER — The Bride of Pennacook. Pt. III. The Daughter.

Rose, Wild. Rosa Lucida. A wild rose roofs the ruined shed, And that and summer well agree.— COLERIDGE — A Day Dream.

A brier rose, whose buds Yield fragrant harvest for the honey bee.— L. E. LANDON — The Oak. L. 17.

A waft from the roadside bank Tells where the wild rose nods.— BAYARD TAYLOR — The Guests of Night.

Rosemary. Rosmarinus. Dreary rosmarye That always mourns the dead. S.— HOOD — Flowers.

The humble rosemary Whose sweets so thanklessly are shed To scent the desert and the dead.— MOORE — Lalla Rookh. Light of the

Harem. There's rosemary, that's for remembrance.— Shakespeare — Hamlet. Act IV. Sc. 5. L. 175.