Amongst Roses

(The rose is a)….poem in form and colour. It does not glow with colour in the garden, but half-open buds expand into flowers with trembling petals painted with tender shades….one detects the presence of this beautiful creation by a fragrance sweeter than the flower brings forth in the drowsy summer evenings.

From Gardens of England by E.T. Cook, 1908





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