Laura went to the wardrobe, and came back after a minute or two with a dress of black satin and lace looped up with rosebuds of the darkest red.
"Only One Love, or Who Was the Heir"
Charles Garvice
Ah, I see, you think that is rather too much against the rosebuds.
"Only One Love, or Who Was the Heir"
Charles Garvice
There were pink rosebuds woven in its soft texture, and the wide peach-blossom ribbon that bound her dainty waist contrasted so delightfully, as he had timidly hinted, with the tones of her hair and cheeks.
"Peter A Novel of Which He is Not the Hero"
F. Hopkinson Smith