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.
Mots clés 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 QuinnMots clés romance julia-quinn bridgerton-series gareth hyacinth book-7
Hyacinth. Please forgive me.
Vanessa DiffenbaughMots clés forgiveness flowers catherine grant hyacinth chapter-5 the-language-of-flowers vanessa-diffenbaugh page-375 part-4
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