The Rose And The Amaranth
Aesop Fable: The Rose And The Amaranth
An amaranth planted in a garden near a Rose-Tree, thus
addressed it: "What a lovely flower is the Rose, a favorite
alike with Gods and with men. I envy you your beauty and
your perfume."
The Rose replied, "I indeed, dear Amaranth, flourish but
for a brief season! If no cruel hand pluck me from my stem,
yet I must perish by an early doom. But thou art immortal
and dost never fade, but bloomest for ever in renewed
youth."
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