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 1 Pre     |            effect; the inhabitants rose, released her and her sons,
 2 Pre     |          long before the young man rose into high repute. Abu Ishac
 3 Pre     |        field." "Now, now while the rose is with us, sing her praise;
 4 Pre     |        surface; the Romance of the Rose comes nearer than any other
 5 Pre     |        knows the full worth of the rose," sings Hafiz, "for many
 6 II      |           of gardens sang unto the rose,~New blown in the clear
 7 III(*)  |        with his wings. And the sun rose, but she knew it not. And
 8 IV      |          garden alleys through,~Oh rose, tearing thy bosom's robe
 9 IV(*)   |          be drowned.~Verse 6.--"Oh rose, tearing thy robe in two":
10 VIII    |                         VIII~* THF rose has flushed red, the bud
11 XIV     |        blood~Had nourished the red rose, then came a wind,~And catching
12 XVI     |            is nought!~Consider the rose that breaks into flower,~
13 XIX     |           tidings of its queen and rose.~Take thou the cup and go
14 XIX     |          sweeter note.~Welcome, oh rose, and full-blown eglantine!~
15 XXII    |                           XXII~THE rose is not fair without the
16 XXII    |   thousands of voices sang not the rose's praise,~The joy of the
17 XXII    |           of boughs nor blossoming rose were fair.~Though limned
18 XXIII   |          lip and meadows fair,~The rose herself but fleeting treasures
19 XXIII   |         wind, the morn~Unveils the rose's splendour-with his torn~
20 XXV     |            be to God, now that the rose is near~With long-desired
21 XXVII   |       flame caught by the wind,~So rose she from my breast and forth
22 XXVII   |           east was red,~Before the rose had torn her veil in two,~
23 XXIX    |            shall fling~A canopy of rose leaves, score on score.~
24 XXXI    |             alas!"~Shall reach the rose in her red-curtained tent.~
25 XXXII   |         nightingale doth rest:~"Oh Rose!" he cries, "evil be turned
26 XXXV    |     sweeter draught was mine,~Loud rose the songs of them that drank
27 XXXV    | unceasingly,~I think on them whose rose gardens are set~Beside the
28 XXXVII  |       sweet,~Tear, Hafiz, like the rose, thy robe in two,~And cast
29 XXXVIII |        garden ground to find~A red rose soft and sweet as thy soft
30 XXXIX(*)|           were Cypress, Tulip, and Rose, and owing to their care
31 XXXIX(*)|          tale runs of a Cypress, a Rose, and a Tulip. But the poets
32 XL      |          whose cheek outshines the rose,~A friend upon whose heart
33 XL(*)   |      pronounced it in her turn and rose up into heaven, where God
34 XLI     |           here! the eglantine,~The rose, the tulip from the dust
35 XLII    |           longer clear,~The purple rose has turned pale with fear,~