“Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?”

Emily Bronte

“O Reader! hast thou ever stood to see
  The Holly-tree?
    The eye that contemplates it well perceives
      Its glossy leaves
        Ordered by an Intelligence so wise
          As might confound the Atheist’s sophistries.”

Robert Southey