Quote#Nature
Come out — pretty Rose-Bud, — my lone, timid one!
Quote byHannah Flagg Gould · 1788–1865
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: "The Rose-Bud of Autumn" in The Youth's Coronal (published 1850)..
English (original)
Come out — pretty Rose-Bud, — my lone, timid one! Come forth from thy green leaves, and peep at the sun! For little he does, in these dull autumn hours, At height'ning of beauty, or laughing with flowers.
— Hannah Flagg Gould
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