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The little thing was out of fashion now; the ribbons were all faded, but the spray of moss rose-buds on the side was almost as fresh as ever. How well she remembered it, and the girl's delight in the nodding roses! When Mrs.
They beat upon my ear like the musical reveries of future mother hood they betoken in Georgiana's maidenhood the dreaming unrest of the maternal. One morning not long ago, with a sort of pitiful gayety, her song ran in the wise of saying how we should gather our rose-buds while we may.
"Yes, the Rose-buds the debutantes; it's an odious little word, but everybody uses it. Don't you think that's a strange state of things for America? But I can't believe all those things," said Mrs. Pasmer, flinging off the shadow of this lurid social condition. "Isn't this a pretty scene?" "Yes, it is," Mr. Mavering admitted, withdrawing his mind gradually from a consideration of Mrs.
This light penetrated the yellowish folds of cretonne at the walls, lent apparent life to forget-me-nots and rose-buds scattered over them, played among the palm leaves, lay on the flowery carpet, struck out golden sparks on the gilding of toys and books, played with rainbow gleams on surfaces inlaid with mother-of-pearl.
As a lyric poet H. stands in the front rank for sweetness, grace, and true poetic fire, and some of his love songs, e.g. Anthea, and Gather ye Rose-buds, are unsurpassed in their kind; while in such exquisite little poems as Blossoms, Daffodils, and others he finds a classic expression for his love of nature and country life. In his epigrams, however, he falls much below himself.
Then a deep sigh quivered through his lips; his hand strove to close on the hand of his comrade, and his head fell, resting on the flushed blossoms of the rose-buds of Provence. He was dead.
The graceful folds of an Indian muslin dress enveloped her slight form, and a wreath of lilies of the valley, twined with the smallest pink rose-buds, confined her luxuriant hair; a scarcely perceptible blush was on her cheeks, and her eyes, continually wandering round the room, as if in search for some unseen object, shone with unusual brilliancy.
"Well, you ought to love your aunt Mig, all of you," said aunt Louise, laughing, "for I do believe she thinks you children are as lovely as little white rose-buds. Come, are you all ready? Then run along, and I'll follow after." "O, I'm so glad I'm alive!" cried little Prudy, hoping on one foot; "I do hope I shall never die!"
"Perhaps you feel somewhat better? Perhaps you would like something?" For its only answer the face, which was like a scarlet flower, turned toward the wall, covered with forget-me-nots and rose-buds. "Why not answer, Cara? Perhaps you would like something? Only say, only whisper. Say into my ear. I would bring you anything, get it, buy it. Perhaps you would like something?
Eleanor backed behind the kitchen chair. "Miss Nolla, Ah wonder ef a widder of seven months' standin' mought wear little yaller rose-buds on a dress, like-ez-how this is?" "Certainly, Sary," came from Mrs. Brewster, who now joined the two. "It's not the color or quantity of clothes as much as the sincerity of one's mourning." Quite unintentionally, Mrs. Brewster touched upon a tender spot.
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