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“I know a 'face' where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.” William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream

“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.” William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream

Moon

The red rose glowed in the pale blue light of the full moon. As he looked at it he was reminded of a time long ago, of the woman he had lost through his arrogance. This gleaming rose was the last of her he had to treasure.