I sometimes think that never blows so red
The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled;
That every Hyacinth the Garden wears
Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head.
Tags: flowers mortality caesar blood transience rose hyacinth
No one said we had to spend every waking moment together," he said, "but at the end of the day"-he leaned and kissed each of her eyebrows, in turn-"an most of the time during, there is no one I would rather see, no one whose voice I would rather hear, and no one whose mind I would rather explore.
Julia QuinnTags: romance julia-quinn bridgerton-series gareth hyacinth book-7
Hyacinth. Please forgive me.
Vanessa DiffenbaughTags: forgiveness flowers catherine grant hyacinth chapter-5 the-language-of-flowers vanessa-diffenbaugh page-375 part-4
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