She planted roses in the garden.

She is as beautiful as a rose.

She's in the garden planting roses.

She shines like the rosefingered moon

She decorated her room with roses.

Bulbs an' sweet smellin' things but mostly roses.

An' she was just a bit of a girl an' there was an old tree with a branch bent like a seat on it.

Her light spreads on roses and tender thyme,

We associate her face with a rose.

White roses. I think she'd like those.

He painted a picture of roses.

He is cultivating roses.

The rose is called the queen of flowers.

The high walls which shut it in were covered with the leafless stems of climbing roses which were so thick that they were matted together.

The girl brought me a red and a white rose.

I gave a bunch of roses to her in return for her hospitality.

The Rose

What about a rose?

If it were a quite alive garden, how wonderful it would be, and what thousands of roses would grow on every side!

Give her these roses, and she will be pleased.

A rose.

She wondered a little what this girl would do if one slapped her in the face.

I like white roses better than red ones.

He answered every one of them in his queer grunting way and he did not seem really cross and did not pick up his spade and leave her.

Your rosette?

Beneath the rose.

Bramble.

It was two o'clock before Dr. Kemp had finished his work for the night.

'Leave off that!' screamed the Queen. 'You make me giddy.'

The roses are now in full bloom.

Pink roses are beautiful.

A red rose, what would that say?

Red roses.

No spoilers, Edwin.

Brian took some roses.

The roses bloom in spring.

A rose has thorns on its stem.

Roses have thorns on their stems.

There are no roses without thorns.

There is no rose without thorns.

This is a yellow rose.

But I'm very discreet.

They're Arabian roses.

Rose trees, said Mary.

His eyes how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!