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Reginald Rose 2002 Deaths

Reginald RoseAge: 81 Emmy Award–winning television writer who penned and coproduced Twelve Angry Men. He also wrote the screenplay for the film adaptation. Died: Norwalk, Conn., April 19,…

Pete Rose, 2004 News

former professional baseball player, admitted in January that he did in fact bet on baseball games, including those involving his team, the Cincinnati Reds. He denied ever betting against…

Christina Rossetti: Under the Rose

Under the Rose'The iniquity of the fathers upon the children.'Oh the rose of keenest thorn! One hidden summer morn Under the rose I was born.I do not guess his name Who wrought my Mother's…

Caroline Giltinan: Overnight, a Rose

Overnight, a RoseCaroline GiltinanThat overnight a rose could come I one time did believe, For when the fairies live with one, They wilfully deceive. But now I know this perfect thing…

A Boy's Will: Rose Pogonias

by Robert Frost Flower-gatheringAsking for RosesRose Pogonias He is no dissenter from the ritualism of nature; A SATURATED meadow, Sun-shaped and jewel-small, A circle scarcely wider…

A Boy's Will: Asking for Roses

by Robert Frost Rose PogoniasWaitingAsking for Roses nor from the ritualism of youth which is make-believe. A HOUSE that lacks, seemingly, mistress and master, With doors that none but…

Flemming Rose, 2006 News

Danish newspaper editor, helped to stir massive outrage among Muslims all over the world when he commissioned cartoonists to draw the Prophet Muhammad “how they saw him.” Twelve cartoons…

Snow-White and Rose-Red

Snow-White and Rose-Red There was once a poor widow who lived in a lonely cottage. In front of the cottage was a garden wherein stood two rose-trees, one of which bore white and the other red…

Benét, William Rose (Benét)

Benét, William Rose (Benét)[1886-1950](2)Born at Fort Hamilton, N.Y. Harbor, Feb. 2, 1886. Graduated at the Academy of Albany, N.Y., in 1904, and took the degree of Ph.B. from the Sheffield…

Sara Teasedale: Dooryard Roses

Dooryard RosesI have come the selfsame path To the selfsame door, Years have left the roses there Burning as before.While I watch them in the wind Quick the hot tears start— Strange…