Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose.
For whose sweet smell the air shall be perfumed.
William Shakespeare
And yes this plucky little rose is still flowering in my garden in the middle of November.
Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose.
For whose sweet smell the air shall be perfumed.
William Shakespeare
And yes this plucky little rose is still flowering in my garden in the middle of November.
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