|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|No flower embalmd the air but one white rose,|
Which on the tenth of June by instinct blows.
Churchill.Prophecy of Famine, Line 207.
|You languish like a drooping flower,|
Crushd by the weight of some relentless shower.
Garth.The Dispensary, Canto VI. Line 266.
|Like a white poppy sinking on the plain,|
Whose heavy head is overcharged with rain.
Drydens Virgil.Æneid, Book IX. Line 436.
|But now with head declined,|
Like a fair flower surcharged with dew, she weeps.
Milton.Samson Agonistes. (Dalila enters.)
|The rose had been washd, just washd in a shower,|
Which Mary to Anna conveyd,
The plentiful moisture encumberd the flower,
And weighd down its beautiful head.
Cowper.The Rose, Verse 1.
|The rose is fairest when tis budding new,|
And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears;
The rose is sweetest washd with morning dew,
And love is loveliest when embalmd in tears.
Scott.Lady of the Lake, Canto IV. Verse 1.