I am following Nature without being able to grasp her . . . . I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.
Claude Monet
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The happy bells shall ring Marguerite;
The summer birds shall sing Marguerite;
You smile but you shall wear
Orange blossoms in your hair, Marguerite.
Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Quotes , Source: Wedded
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Sweet letters of the angel tongue,
I've loved ye long and well,
And never have failed in your fragrance sweet
To find some secret spell,--
A charm that has bound me with witching power,
For mine is the old belief,
That midst your sweets and midst your bloom,
There's a soul in every leaf!
Mathurin M. Ballou
Quotes , Source: Flowers
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As for marigolds, poppies, hollyhocks, and valorous sunflowers,
we shall never have a garden without them, both for their own
sake, and for the sake of old-fashioned folks, who used to love
them.
Henry Ward Beecher
Quotes , Source: Star Papers--A Discourse of Flowers
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Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men and
animals. Some seem to smile; some have a sad expression; some
are pensive and diffident; others again are plain, honest and
upright, like the broad-faced sunflower and the hollyhock.
Henry Ward Beecher
Quotes , Source: Star Papers--A Discourse of Flowers
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Flowers are Love's truest language; they betray,
Like the divining rods of Magi old,
Where precious wealth lies buried, not of gold,
But love--strong love, that never can decay!
Park Benjamin
Quotes , Source: Sonnet--Flowers, Love's Truest Language
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Thick on the woodland floor
Gay company shall be,
Primrose and Hyacinth
And frail Anemone,
Perennial Strawberry-bloom,
Woodsorrel's pencilled veil,
Dishevel'd Willow-weed
And Orchis purple and pale.
Robert Seymour Bridges
Quotes , Source: Idle Flowers
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I have loved flowers that fade,
Within those magic tents
Rich hues have marriage made
With sweet unmemoried scents.
Robert Seymour Bridges
Quotes , Source: Shorter Poets (bk. II, 13)
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Brazen helm of daffodillies,
With a glitter toward the light.
Purple violets for the mouth,
Breathing perfumes west and south;
And a sword of flashing lilies,
Holden ready for the fight.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Quotes , Source: Hector in the Garden
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Ah, ah, Cytherea! Adonis is dead.
She wept tear after tear, with the blood which was shed,--
And both turned into flowers for the earth's garden-close;
Her tears, to the wind-flower,--his blood, to the rose.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Quotes , Source: Lament for Adonis (st. 6)
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Yet here's eglantine,
Here's ivy!--take them as I used to do
Thy flowers, and keep them where they shall not pine.
Instruct thine eyes to keep their colours true,
And tell thy soul their roots are left in mine.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Quotes , Source: Trans. from the Portuguese (XLIV)
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Where fall the tears of love the rose appears,
And where the ground is bright with friendship's tears,
Forget-me-not, and violets, heavenly blue,
Spring glittering with the cheerful drops like dew.
William Cullen Bryant
Quotes , Source: trans. of N. Muller's "Paradise of Tears"
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The windflower and the violet, they perished long ago,
And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow;
But on the hills the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood,
And the yellow sunflower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood,
Till fell the first from the clear cold heaven, as falls the
plague on men,
And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland glade and
glen.
William Cullen Bryant
Quotes , Source: Death of the Flowers
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Mourn, little harebells, o'er the lea;
Ye stately foxgloves fair to see!
Ye woodbines, hanging bonnilie
In scented bowers!
Ye roses on your thorny tree
The first o' flow'rs.
Robert Burns
Quotes , Source: Elegy on Capt. Matthew Henderson
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Now blooms the lily by the bank,
The primrose down the brae;
The hawthorn's budding in the glen,
The milkwhite is the slae.
Robert Burns
Quotes , Source: Lament of Mary, Queen of Scots
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The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn,
And violets bathe in the wet o' the morn.
Robert Burns
Quotes , Source: My Nanny's Awa
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Rose, what is become of thy delicate hue?
And where is the violet's beautiful blue?
Does aught of its sweetness the blossom beguile?
That meadow, those daisies, why do they not smile?
John Byrom
Quotes , Source: A Pastoral (st. 8)
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Ye field flowers! the gardens eclipse you 'tis true:
Yet wildings of nature, I dote upon you,
For ye waft me to summers of old,
When the earth teem'd around me with fairy delight,
And when daisies and buttercups gladden'd my sight,
Like treasures of silver and gold.
Thomas Campbell
Quotes , Source: Field Flowers
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The berries of the brier rose
Have lost their rounded pride:
The bitter-sweet chrysanthemums
Are drooping heavy-eyed.
Alice Cary
Quotes , Source: Faded Leaves
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I know not which I love the most,
Nor which the comeliest shows,
The timid, bashful violet
Or the royal-hearted rose:
The pansy in purple dress,
The pink with cheek of red,
Or the faint, fair heliotrope, who hangs,
Like a bashful maid her head.
Phoebe Cary
Quotes , Source: Spring Flowers
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Not a flower
But shows some touch, in freckle, streak or stain,
Of his unrivall'd pencil.
William Cowper
Quotes , Source: Task (bk. VI, l. 241)
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