Red Roses Love Quotes

And I will make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies.
Christopher Marlowe

The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
John Boyle O’Reilly

Their lips were four red roses on a stalk.
Shakespeare

The Mystery

H e came and took me by the hand
Up to a red rose tree,
He hept His meaning to Himself,
But gave a rose to me.

I did not pray Him to lay bare
The mystery to me;
Enough the rose was heaven to smell,
And His own face to see.
Ralph Hodgson

Roses red and violets blew, And all the sweetest flowres that in the forrest grew.
Edmund Spenser

Oh, my luve’s like a red, red rose,
That ’s newly sprung in June;
Oh, my luve’s like the melodie
That’s sweetly played in tune.
Robert Burns

They are not long,
the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate:
I think they
have no portion in us after
We pass the gate.
They are not long,
the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while,
then closes
Within a dream.
Ernest Dowson

I cast my heart into my rhymes,
That you, in the dim coming times,
May know how my heart went with them
After the red-rose-bordered hem.
William Butler Yeats

Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
Edmund Spenser

The Scent Of The Rose

Let Fate do her worst;
there are relics of joy,
Bright dreams of the past,
which she cannot destroy;
Which come in the night-time
of sorrow and care,
And bring back the features
that joy used to wear.
Long, long be my heart
with such memories filled,
Like the vase in which roses
have once ben distilled.
You may break,
you may shatter the vase
if you will,
But the scent of the roses
will hang round it still.
Thomas Moore

The fairest flower of them all,
I give to you as we part.
For you it is a Red Rose,
for me it is my heart.
Author unknown

Rose To The Living

A rose to the living is more
Than sumptuous wreaths to the dead;
In filling love's infinite store,
A rose to the living is more
If graciously given before
The hungering spirit is fled.
A rose to the living is more,
Than sumptuous wreaths to the dead.
Nixon Waterman

Love's Garden

Love Planted a rose,
And the world turned sweet,
Where the wheatfield blows
Love planted a rose.
Up the mill-wheel's prose
Ran a music beat.
Love planted a rose,
And the world turned sweet.
Katharine Lee Bates

On Every Rose

I see His blood upon the rose
And in the stars the glory of His eyes,
His body gleams amid eternal snows
His tears fall from the skies.

I see His face in every flower;
The thunder and the singing of the birds
Are but His voice~and carven by His power
Rocks are His written words.

All pathways by His feet are worn,
His strong heart stirs
the ever-beating sea,
His crown of thorns
is twined with every thorn
His cross is every tree.
Joseph Mary Plunkett

Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose.
Gertrude Stein

A Red, Red Rose

O, my love is like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
O, my Love is like the melody,
That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair thou art, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I:
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till all the seas go dry:

Till all the seas go dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt with the sun;
I will love thee still my dear,
While the sands of life shall run.

And fare thee well, my only Love,
And fare thee well a while!
And I will come again, my Love,
Though it were ten thousand mile.

Robert Burns