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Beautiful objects of the wild-bee's love. - Robert Nicoll Flowers belong to Fairyland: the flowers and the birds and the butterflies are all that the world has kept of its golden age--the only perfectly beautiful things on earth--joyous, innocent, half divine--useless, say they who are wiser than God. - Ouida (pseudonym of Marie Louise de la Ramee) Every rose is an autograph from the hand of the Almighty God on this world about us. He has inscribed His thoughts in these marvelous hieroglyphics which sense and science have been these many thousand years seeking to understand. - Theodore Parker He bore a simple wild-flower wreath: Narcissus, and the sweet brier rose; Vervain, and flexible thyme, that breathe Rich fragrance; modest heath, that glows With purple bells; the amaranth bright, That no decay, no fading knows, Like true love's holiest, rarest light; And every purest flower, that blows In that sweet time, which Love most blesses, When spring on summer's confines presses. - Thomas Love Peacock, Rhododaphne (canto I, l. 107) Sweet flower, thou tellest how hearts as pure and tender as thy leaf, as low and humble as thy stem, will surely know the joy that peace imparts. - James Gates Percival In Eastern lands they talk in flowers, And they tell in a garland their loves and cares; Each blossom that blooms in their garden bowers, On its leaves a mystic language bears. - James Gates Percival, The Language of Flowers The flower's are gone when the Fruits appear to ripen. - Alexander Pope Here blushing Flora paints th' enamell'd ground. - Alexander Pope, Windsor Forest Ye pretty daughters of the earth and sun. - Sir Walter Raleigh (1) Look how the blue-eyed violets glance love to one another. - Thomas Buchanan Read Flowers never emit so sweet and strong a fragrance as before a storm. Beauteous soul! when a storm approaches thee, be as fragrant as a sweet-smelling flower. - Jean Paul Friedrich Richter (Johann Paul Richter) (used ps. Jean Paul) "If flowers have souls," said Undine, "the bees, whose nurses they are, must seem to them darling children at the breast. I once fancied a paradise for the spirits of departed flowers." "They go," answered I, "not into paradise, but into a middle state; the souls of lilies enter into maidens' foreheads, those of hyacinths and forget-me-nots dwell in their eyes, and those of roses in their lips." - Jean Paul Friedrich Richter (Johann Paul Richter) (used ps. Jean Paul) Often a nosegay of wild flowers, which was to us, as village children, a grove of pleasure, has in after years of manhood, and in the town, given us by its old perfume, an indescribable transport back into godlike childhood; and how, like a flower goddess, it has raised us into the first embracing Aurora clouds of our first dim feelings! - Jean Paul Friedrich Richter (Johann Paul Richter) (used ps. Jean Paul) The Omnipotent has sown His name on the heavens in glittering stars; but upon earth He planteth His name by tender flowers. - Jean Paul Friedrich Richter (Johann Paul Richter) (used ps. Jean Paul) Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light. - Theodore Roethke Flowers preach to us if we will hear. - Christina Georgina Rossetti Foster the beautiful, and every hour thou tallest new flowers to birth. - Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller If thou wouldest attain to thy highest, go look upon a flower; what that does willessly, that do thou willingly. - Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller Most gladly would I give the blood-stained laurel for the first violet which March brings us, the fragrant pledge of the new-fledged year. - Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller Here eglantine embalm'd the air, Hawthorne and hazel mingled there; The primrose pale, the violet flower, Found in each cliff a narrow bower; Fox-glove and nightshade, side by side, Emblems of punishment and pride, Group'd their dark hues with every stain The weather-beaten crags retain. - Sir Walter Scott, The Lady of the Lake (canto I, st. 12) Where have all the flowers gone? - Pete Seeger Flora peering in April's front. - William Shakespeare Flowers are like the pleasures of the world. - William Shakespeare Sweet flowers are slow, and weeds make haste. - William Shakespeare The plants look up to heaven, from whence they have their nourishment. - William Shakespeare Displaying page 6 of 8 for this topic: << Prev Next >> 1 2 3 4 5 [6] 7 8
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