Read the poem “Roses,” by George Eliot. You love the roses—so do I. I wishThe sky would rain down roses, as they rainFrom off the shaken bush. Why will it not?Then all the valley would be pink and whiteAnd soft to tread on. They would fall as lightAs feathers, smelling sweet; and it would beLike sleeping and like waking, all at once! What is the main style difference between “Roses” and "Night"?