Queen Elizabeth I
In the beginning England had two Wars,
the Wars of Roses. The white rose was the emblem of the House of York, the red rose
was the emblem of the House of Lancaster. After thirty years of civil war the two
houses were united by marriage and most importantly the two roses were joined to form the
Tudor Rose.
Queen Elizabeth I, known as the Virgin
Queen, took the Tudor Rose as her emblem and she chose "Rosa sine spina" as her
motto. The Rose has been the national emblem of England ever sice.
England as a nation is famous for theirs
roses. There is hardly a garden in England without a rose.
Nothing that can equal a rose, their
scent. Perfumes can only mock a scent of a rose for the people in England, also for
their homes in England.
But there is truly, only one true way too
reproduce a rose... William Shakespear.
William Shakespear summaries, the virtues
of the rose in his sonnet. |
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The Rose Sonnet
O, how much more doth beauty
beauteous seem
By that sweet ornament which truth doth give!
The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth live in it live.
The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye,
As the perfumed tincture of the roses,
Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly
When summer's breath their masked buds discloses:
But for their virtue only is their show,
They lived unwoo'd, and unrespected fade,
Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so;
Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made.
And so of you, beauteouse and lovely youth,
When that shall fade, my verse distills your truth.
 William Shakespeare,
1564-1616
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The Wild Rose Fairy
The Queen English Rose Fairy
I am the queen whom everybody knows:
I am the English Rose;
As light and free as any Jenny Wren,
As dear to Englishmen;
As joyous as a Robin Redbreast's tune,
I sent the of June;
My buds are rosy as a baby's cheek;
I have one word to speak,
One word which is my secret and my song,
'Tis "England, England, England"
all day long.
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The Rose Fairy
Best and dearest flower that grows,
Perfect both to see and smell;
Words can never, never tell
Half the beauty of a Rose-
Buds that open to disclose
Fold on fold of purest white,
Lovely pink, or red that grows
Deep, sweet-scented. What delight
To be Fairy of the Rose!
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The Primrose Fairy
The Primrose opens wide in spring;
Her scent is sweet and good:
It smells of every happy thing
In sunny lane and wood.
I have not half the skill to sing
And praise her as I should.
She's dear to folk
throughout the land;
In her is nothing mean:
She freely spreads on every hand
Her petals pale and clean.
And though she's neither pround nor grand,
She is the Country Queen.
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The Rose Hip Fairy
Cool dewy morning,
Blue sky at noon,
White mist at evening,
And large yellow moon;
Blackberries juicy
For staining of lips;
And scarlet, O scarlet
The Wild Rose Hips!
Gay as a gipsy
All Autumn long,
Here on the hedge-top
This is my song.
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The Guelder Rose Fairies
There are two little trees:
In the garden there grows
The one with the snownballs;
All children love those!
The other small tree
Not everyone knows,
With her blossoms spread flat-
Yet they're both Guelder Rose!
But the garden Guelder has
nothing
When her beautiful balls are shed;
While in Autumn her wild little sister
Bears berries of ruby red!
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Cicely Mary Barker was born in Croydon, South London in 1895. Cicely Mary Barker was
a British artist.Her timeless
watercolors capture an exuberance of innocence, playfulness and joy.
It was her Flower Fairies books, the
first of which was published in 1923, that gave her international acclaim. Each
Flower Fairy becomes the fanciful anthropomorphic representative of a British flower.
Cicely Mary Barker gave the Nation of
England many Rose Fairies...
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The Rose Sonnet
and the Rose Fairies epitomize the virtues of the rose in one word love. |
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