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"...each morn, a thousand
roses bring." Fitzgerald |
"A new little Begonia has
lately come into fashion and it is flowering on my dressing table."
Gertrude Jekyll-diary entry 1899 |
"To gold refined gold; to
paint the lily is wasteful excess." Shakespeare |
"Diana's foresters, gentlemen
of the shade, minions of the moon." Shakespeare |
"If you have two loaves of
bread, sell one and buy a hydrangea."
English Proverb |
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"A morning glory at my window
satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books." Walt Whitman |
"The flower with its white
rays and golden disk shining out from the mowing like a fallen moon."
Marcus Woodward |
"In May, when the winds
pierced our solitudes, I found a rhodora in the woods. O, purple
rival of the rose!" Emerson |
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