There was a white rose in her wreath of plaits, and when I bent to speak to her the fragrance floated about me.
Mrs. Pendyce bent down, and took a white rose in her fingers.
If you eat the red rose, a little boy will be born to you: if you eat the white rose, a little girl will be sent.
But this morning it was a white rose which lay back on the pillows.
Griswold had missed the white rose that he had begun to associate with Barbara, and he grew suddenly daring and spoke of it.
And first you're like a white rose, and next you're like a red.
In one hand she held a ring of sausage, and between her lips a white rose.
She is like the shadow of a white rose in a mirror of silver.
I would wear forever on my conscience the white rose of theft and the red rose of arson.
He was got up to perfection as usual, and wore a white rose in his button-hole.