But ne'er the rose without the thorn.[203:3]
The Rose.
Footnotes
[202:1] See Marlowe, page [41].
[202:2] Let us crown ourselves with rose-buds, before they be withered.—Wisdom of Solomon, ii. 8.
Gather the rose of love whilest yet is time.—Spenser: The Faerie Queene, book ii. canto xii. stanza 75.
[202:3] See Shakespeare, page [143].
Her feet beneath her petticoat
Like little mice stole in and out.