“Why, what a wonderful piece of luck! Here is a red rose! I have never seen any rose like it in all my life. It is so beautiful that I am sure it has a long Latin name.”

"The Nightingale and the Rose"
The Happy Prince and Other Tales (1888)

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Irish writer and poet 1854–1900

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