Rose

Henry the Sixth, part 1, [4.1.89-100]. Basset. “Crossing the sea from England into France,/ This fellow here, with envious carping tongue,/ Upbraided me about the rose I wear,/ Saying the sanguine color of the leaves/ Did represent my master’s blushing cheeks,/ When stubbornly he did repugn the truth/ About a certain question in the law/ Argu’d betwixt the Duke of York and him;/ With other vile and ignominious terms./ In confutation of which rude reproach,/ And in defense of my lord’s worthiness,/ I crave the benefit of law of arms.”