Pansies? You praise the ones that grow today
Here in the garden; had you seen the place
When Sutherland was living!
Here they grew,
From blue to deeper blue, in midst of each
A golden dazzle like a glimmering star,
Each broader, bigger than a silver crown;
While here the weaver sat, his labor done,
Watching his azure pets and rearing them,
Until they seem'd to know his step and touch,
And stir beneath his smile like living things:
The very sunshine loved them, and would lie
Here happy, coming early, lingering late,
Because they were so fair.
Robert Williams Buchanan
Quotes , Source: Hugh Sutherland's Pansies
The beauteous pansies rise
In purple, gold, and blue,
With tints of rainbow hue
Mocking the sunset skies.
Thomas John Ouseley
Quotes , Source: The Angel of the Flowers
Heart's ease of pansy, pleasure or thought,
Which would the picture give us of these?
Surely the heart that conceived it sought
Algernon Charles Swinburne
Quotes , Source: A Flower Piece by Fanten
I send thee pansies while the year is young,
Yellow as sunshine, purple as the night;
Flowers of remembrance, ever fondly sung
By all the chiefest of the Sons of Light;
And if in recollection lives regret
For wasted days and dreams that were not true,
I tell thee that the "pansy freak'd with jet"
Is still the heart's ease that the poets knew
Take all the sweetness of a gift unsought,
And for the pansies send me back a thought.
Quotes , Source: Pansies
Heart's ease! one could look for half a day
Upon this flower, and shape in fancy out
Full twenty different tales of love and sorrow,
That gave this gentle name.
Quotes , Source: Heart's Ease
I pray, what flowers are these?
The pansy this,
O, that's for lover's thoughts.
Quotes , Source: All Fools (act II, sc. 1, l. 248)
They are all in the lily-bed, cuddled close together--
Purple, Yellow-cap, and little Baby-blue;
How they ever got there you must ask the April weather,
The morning and the evening winds, the sunshine and the dew.
Ellen Mackay Hutchinson Cortissoz
Quotes , Source: Vagrant Pansies
The delicate thought, that cannot find expression,
For ruder speech too fair,
That, like thy petals, trembles in possession,
And scatters on the air.
Bret Harte (Francis Bret Harte)
Quotes , Source: The Mountain Heart's Ease
Yet marked O where the bolt of Cupid fell.
It fell upon a little western flower,
Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound,
And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Quotes , Source: A Midsummer Night's Dream (Oberon at II, i)
Pansies in soft April rains
Fill their stalks with honeyed sap
Drawn from Earth's prolific lap.
Quotes , Source: Home and Travel--Ariel in the Cloven Pine (l. 37)
Pray you, love, remember. And there is pansies, that's for
Quotes , Source: Hamlet Prince of Denmark (Ophelia at IV, v)