None speak of the bravery, the might, or the intellect of Jesus; but t >>
The cure for all the ills and wrongs, the cares, the sorrows, and the >>
Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They >>
Flowers are happy things. >>
Flowers are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty out-values all the >>
'Tis the last rose of summer, left blooming alone; all her lovely comp >>
Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of the character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning.