Part,  Chapter

 1     I,      IX|       It was the darkest-hued rose known at that time. Later
 2    II,       I|       off for? I don't like a rose without thorns, I want a
 3    II,       I|      without thorns, I want a rose with thorns; this looks
 4    II,       I|   stripped!" and, pulling the rose out of my hand, she held
 5    II,       I|     German. The girl took the rose without a word; for her
 6    II,       I|    one, when she asked, "What rose is that in your mouth?"~ ~"
 7    II,       I|  Morocco," I said, taking the rose from my lips.~ ~"Give me
 8    II,       I|     her bit of a hand for the rose. I handed it to her, and
 9    II,       I|       her, for she lifted the rose to her lips, and then, turning
10    II,       I|      the deadliest foe of the rose, destroying it entirely,
11    II,       I|     to present me with my own rose, the rose she had taken
12    II,       I|      me with my own rose, the rose she had taken out of my
13    II,       I|       the window, I found the rose which the fair girl had
14    II,       I|        she had recognised the rose in my button-hole, and,
15    II,       I|       our conversation at the rose bushes? If you promise,
16    II,      II| instance, to believe that the rose was created by God and the
17    II,      II|     the deadliest foes of the rose; or, rather, as they love
18    II,      II|      rather, as they love the rose, and in loving destroy the
19    II,      II|       dangerous friend of the rose."~ ~"However, the beetles
20    II,    VIII|     your lot, and the angel's rose will kill you with foul
21    II,      IX|    violet eyes of Flamma.~ ~I rose from my seat, and, throwing
22    II,       X|     the meal was over, and we rose from the table.~ ~"Pray
23    II,       X|    had told me that this fair rose was full of foul poison,
24    II,       X|       back. My Uncle Diogenes rose before me. "Never quarrel
25    II,    XVII|    laws."~ ~As I finished she rose from her seat, her cheeks