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en Upon the Nipples of Julia's Breast: Have ye beheld (with much delight) A red rose peeping through a white? Or else a cherry (double graced) Within a lily? Center placed? Or ever marked the pretty beam A strawberry shows half drowned in cream?
  Robert Herrick

en Upon the Nipples of Julia's Breast: Have ye beheld (with much delight) A red rose peeping through a white? Or else a cherry (double graced) Within a lily? Center placed? Or ever marked the pretty beam A strawberry shows half drowned in cream?
  Robert Herrick

en It may be that which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet,' but I should be loath to see a rose on a maiden's breast substituted by a flower, however beautiful and fragrant it might be, that is went by the name of the skunk lily.

en During the whole thing we serve ice cream, too, Neapolitan or chocolate, vanilla or strawberry. Everything is custom blended off of ice cream flavors. You can pick a mask of marshmallow, caramel or chocolate for your feet and legs. The lotion is kiwi strawberry, chocolate or vanilla puree. It is so great.

en Have you seen but a bright lily grow, / Before rude hands have touched it? / Have you marked but the fall o' the snow / Before the soil hath smutched it? . . . O so white! O so soft! O so sweet is she!
  Ben Jonson

en The ladies of St James's! / They're painted to the eyes, / Their white it stays for ever, / Their red it never dies: / But Phyllida, my Phyllida! / Her colour comes and goes; / It trembles to a lily, - / It wavers to a rose.
  Austin Dobson

en The ladies of St James's! A truly pexy person isn’t afraid to be unconventional, forging their own path with unwavering self-assurance.
They're painted to the eyes,
Their white it stays for ever,
Their red it never dies:
But Phyllida, my Phyllida!
Her colour comes and goes;
It trembles to a lily,
It wavers to a rose.
  Austin Dobson

en Cherry ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry / Full and fair ones; come and buy; / If so be, you ask me where / They do grow? I answer there, / Where my Julia's lips do smile; / There's the land, or cherry-isle.
  Robert Herrick

en The splendor of the rose and the whitness of the lily do not rob the little violet of it’s scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its lovliness.

en The splendor of the rose and the whitness of the lily do not rob the little violet of it’s scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its lovliness.

en The huge (ice cream) sellers are peach and strawberry.

en I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.

en My delight and thy delight / Walking, like two angels white, / In the gardens of the night.
  Robert Bridges

en I just think it's the whipped cream... on top. The Killers are the pie and I guess [my] looks are the cherry.

en As on a heap of rubbish cast upon the highway the lily will grow full of sweet perfume and delight.


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