Medeiros, Teresa

A whisper of roses / Teresa Medeiros - New York Bantam Books 1993 - 402 p.

TIS THE LAST ROSE OF SUMMER. Left blooming alone. All her lovely companions. Are faded and gone. IF THOU CANST BUT THITHER. There grows the flower of peace. The rose that cannot wither. Thy fortress and thy ease. YOU MAY BREAK, YOU MAY SHATTER THE VASE, IF YOU WILL. But the scent of the roses will hang round it still. But ne´er the rose without the thorn. Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose.



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