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An Arab, by his earnest gaze,
Has clothed a lovely maid with blushes;
A smile within his eyelids plays
And into words his longing gushes.
Author: William R. Alger
Source: Oriental Poetry--Love Sowing and Reaping Roses
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Girls blush, sometimes, because they are alive,
Half wishing they were dead to save the shame.
The sudden blush devours them, neck and brow;
They have drawn too near the fire of life, like gnats,
And flare up bodily, wings and all.
Author: Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Source: Aurora Leigh (bk. II, l. 732)
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So sweet the blush of bashfulness,
E'en pity scarce can wish it less!
Author: Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)
Source: Bride of Abydos (canto 1, st. 8)
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Blushed like the waves of hell.
Author: Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)
Source: Devil's Drive (st. 5)
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'Tis not on youth's smooth cheek the blush alone, which fades so
fast,
But the tender bloom of heart is gone, ere youth itself be past.
Author: Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)
Source: Stanzas for Music
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Pure friendship's well-feigned blush.
Author: Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)
Source: Stanzas to Her who can Best Understand Them (st. 12)
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We griev'd, we sigh'd, we wept; we never blushed before.
Author: Abraham Cowley
Source: Works (p. 60), (1693 ed.), a discourse concerning the government of Oliver Cromwell
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I pity bashful men, who feel the pain
Of fancied scorn and undeserved disdain,
And bear the marks upon a blushing face,
OF needless shame, and self-impos'd disgrace.
Author: William Cowper
Source: Conversation (l. 347)
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Once he saw a youth blushing, and addressed him, "Courage, my
boy; that is the complexion of virtue."
Author: Laertius Diogenes
Source: Diogenes (VI)
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A blush is no language: only a dubious flag-signal which may
mean either of two contradictories.
Author: George Eliot (pseudonym of Mary Ann Evans Cross)
Source: Daniel Deronda (bk. V, ch. XXXV)
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The rising blushes, which her cheek o'er-spread,
Are opening roses in the lily's bed.
Author: John Gay
Source: Dione (act II, sc. 3)
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The blush is beautiful, but it is sometimes convenient.
[It., Bello e il rossore, ma e incommodo qualche volta.]
Author: Goldoni
Source: Pamela (I, 3)
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Blushing is the colour of virtue.
Author: Matthew (Mathew) Henry
Source: Commentaries (Jeremiah, III)
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Such a blush
In the midst of brown was born,
Like red poppies grown with corn.
Author: Thomas Hood
Source: Ruth
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Men blush less for their crimes than for their weaknesses and
vanity.
[Fr., Les hommes rougissent moins de leur crimes que de leurs
faiblesses et de leur vanite.]
Author: Jean de la Bruyere
Source: Les Caracteres (II)
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Innocence is not accustomed to blush.
[Fr., L'innocence a rougir n'est point accoutumee.]
Author: Jean Baptiste Poquelin Moliere
Source: Don Garcie de Navarre (II, 5)
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While mantling on the maiden's cheek
Young roses kindled into thought.
Author: Thomas Moore
Source: Evenings in Greece (Evening, II, Song)
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From every blush that kindles in thy cheeks,
Ten thousand little loves and graces spring
To revel in the roses.
Author: Nicholas Rowe
Source: Tamerlane (act I, sc. 1)
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I will go wash;
And when my face is fair, you shall perceive
Whether I blush or no.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: Coriolanus (Coriolanus at I, ix)
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I ask, that I might waken reverence,
And bid the cheek be ready with a blush
Modest as morning when she coldly eyes
The youthful Phoebus,
Which is that god in office, guiding men?
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: The History of Troilus and Cressida (Aeneas at I, iii)
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Fit thy consent to my sharp appetite,
Lay by all nicety and prolixious blushes,
That banish what they sue for: redeem thy brother
By yielding up thy body to my will,
Or else he must not only die the death,
But thy unkindess shall his death draw out
To ling'ring sufferance.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: Measure for Measure (Angelo at II, iv)
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I have marked
A thousand blushing apparitions
To start into her face, a thousand innocent shames
In angel whiteness beat away those blushes,
And in her eye there hath appeared a fire
To burn the errors that these princes hold
Against her maiden truth.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: Much Ado About Nothing (Friar Francis at IV, i)
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Yet will she blush, here be it said,
To bear her secrets so bewrayed.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: The Passionate Pilgrim (XVIII, l. 53), a poem of doubtful authenticity
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His kindled duty kindled her mistrust,
That two red fires in both faces blazed.
She thought he blushed as knowing Tarquin's lust,
And, blushing with him, wistly on him gazed;
Her earnest eye did make him more amazed.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: The Rape of Lucrece (l. 1,352)
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Where now I have no one to blush with me,
To cross their arms and hang their heads with mine,
To mask their brows and hide their infamy;
But I alone, alone must sit and pine,
Seasoning the earth with show'rs of silver brine,
Mingling my talk with tears, my grief with groans,
Poor wasting monuments of lasting moans.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: The Rape of Lucrece (l. 792)
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