|Dead White Roses by Jeremy Cherfas|
A skeleton form lay mouldering there
In the bridal weeds of a lady fair.
from the Mistletoe Bough by Thomas Haynes Bayley 1884
(Note: I've chosen a West Riding singer for this)
Now the War of the Roses included the bloodiest battle on English soil at Towton near Tadcaster. Not only was it gruesome, it also gave rise to several ghost stories (of Cock Beck running red with blood on the Palm Sunday anniversary, of groaning unseen warriors, and lights seen at night in Lead Chapel, which has no electricity) - and a legend about a rose.
The story goes that wild white roses grew around the site but ever after the battle, they came up splashed with blood from the dreadful battle. See here for more.
So ghosts, brides and roses have a welcome place here, and in my imagination, today and every day.