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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| cee64b2 | Up from the gardens floated the perfumeOf roses and myrtle, in their perfect bloom. | Flowers | ||
| 474ab94 | The flowers of the forest are a' wede away. | Flowers | ||
| b7bdc75 | Why does the rose her grateful fragrance yield,And yellow cowslips paint the smiling field? | Flowers | ||
| 86233e3 | The daisy is fair, the day-lily rare,The bud o' the rose as sweet as it's bonnie. | Flowers | ||
| e4a2cad | Roses, and pinks, and violets, to adornThe shrine of Flora in her early May. | Flowers | ||
| 437b64f | And the rose herself has gotPerfume which on earth is not. | Flowers | ||
| 0041dc3 | And I will make thee beds of roses,And a thousand fragrant posies. | Flowers | ||
| c9eebd0 | Forget-me-not, and violets, heavenly blue,Spring, glittering with the cheerful drops like dew. | Flowers | ||
| 5314c85 | Here blushing Flora paints th' enamell'd ground. | Flowers | ||
| 42af5ea | The violets ope their purple heads;The roses blow, the cowslip springs. | Flowers | ||
| a762195 | The very flowers are sacred to the poor. | Flowers | ||
| de33bbf | To me the meanest flower that blows can giveThoughts that do often he too deep for tears. | Flowers | ||
| 35f0d33 | And 'tis my faith that every flowerEnjoys the air it breathes. | Flowers | ||
| e602201 | The flower of sweetest smell is shy and lowly. | Flowers | ||
| 02cc9d4 | Hope smiled when your nativity was cast,Children of Summer! | Flowers | ||
| f48a38b | The mysteries that cups of flowers infoldAnd'all the gorgeous sights which fairies do behold. | Flowers | ||
| d536df6 | Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies,Let them live upon their praises. | Flowers | ||
| ac05cfe | Anemone, so wellNamed of the wind, to which thou art all free. | Flowers | ||
| 295107d | Or, bide thou where the poppy blowsWith windflowers frail and fair. | Flowers | ||
| 0d7102c | The little windflower, whose just opened eyeIs blue as the spring heaven it gazes at. | Flowers | ||
| bfe5742 | Almond blossom, sent to teach usThat the spring days soon will reach us. | Flowers | ||
| 0f7ddd1 | Blossom of the almond trees,April's gift to April's bees. | Flowers | ||
| 14f750f | White as the blossoms which the almond tree,Above its bald and leafless branches bears. | Flowers | ||
| ea50bce | Amaranths such as crown the maidsThat wander through Zamara's shades. | Flowers | ||
| e7069a7 | Where, here and there, on sandy beachesA milky-bell'd amaryllis blew. | Flowers | ||
| 06552d5 | With her ankles sunken in asphodelShe wept for the roses of earth which fell. | Flowers | ||
| f9e6f56 | The aster greets us as we passWith her faint smile. | Flowers | ||
| 0c1762d | The fair azalea bowsBeneath its snowy crest. | Flowers | ||
| 37df7e5 | Oh! roses and lilies are fair to see;But the wild bluebell is the flower for me. | Flowers | ||
| 1a1c746 | While cassias blossom in the zone of calms. | Flowers | ||
| ae1ab49 | For though the camomile, the more it is trodden on the faster it grows. | Flowers | ||
| ee5d53f | The maid of India, blessed again to holdIn her full lap the Champac's leaves of gold. | Flowers | ||
| 57fa784 | Chrysanthemums from gilded argosyUnload their gaudy scentless merchandise. | Flowers | ||
| 2285b9a | Flocks thick-nibbling through the clovered vale. | Flowers | ||
| f2707c6 | Where the wind-rows are spread for the butterfly's bed,And the clover-bloom falleth around. | Flowers | ||
| bdd1157 | What airs outblown from ferny dellsAnd clover-bloom and sweet brier smells. | Flowers | ||
| 6c18b09 | Or columbines, in purple dressedNod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. | Flowers | ||
| 6915476 | There's fennel for you, and columbines: there's rue for you. | Flowers | ||
| ca7fe5e | I am that flower,--That mint.--That columbine. | Flowers | ||
| 7f6ccc4 | Smiled like yon knot of cowslips on a cliff. | Flowers | ||
| a73755e | Thus I set my printless feetThat bends not as I tread. | Flowers | ||
| 291efdf | The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forthThe freckled cowslip, burnet and green clover. | Flowers | ||
| 2f9d70a | Yet soon fair Spring shall give another scene.And yellow cowslips gild the level green. | Flowers | ||
| da72a5c | And wild-scatter'd cowslips bedeck the green dale. | Flowers |