The masterpiece should appear as the flower to the painter perfect in its bud as in its bloom with no reason to explain its presence no mission to fulfill a joy to the artist, a delusion to the philanthropist a puzzle to the botanist an accident of sentiment and alliteration to the literary man.
Consider The lilies of the field whose bloom is brief:– We are as they; Like them we fade away, As doth a leaf.christina rossetti
We hate war . We do not rejoice in victories. We rejoice when a new kind of cotton is grown, and when strawberries bloom in Israel .
In plucking the fruit of memory one runs the risk of spoiling its bloom.Constantinus
What is charm, it is not a moral quality.. it is not intellectual for no man by much thinking is able to add a grain of it to his personality. One either has it or has it not, it cannot be acquired or even cultivated. It is not physical even.. it seems to be added to the human personality, an aura, a glow, the gold dust upon a butterfly's wing, the bloom upon a peach.flora thompson
If April showers should come your way, they bring the flowers that bloom in May.
I'll love you till the bluebells forget to bloom; I'll love you till the clover has lost its perfume. I'll love you till the poets run out of rhyme, Until the twelfth of never and that's a long, long time.Paul Webster
But pleasures are like poppies spread You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river A moment white then melts forever.Robert Burns
Wondrous interlacement! Holding fast to threads by green and silky rings, With the dawn it spreads its white and purple wings; Generous in its bloom, and sheltering while it clings, Sturdy morning-glory.helen hunt jackson
Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of ev'n or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, of human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works to me expunged and razed, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.john milton
I ought to respect myself for my friends' sake, and my children's. It is time, at fifty-six, to begin, at least, to know oneself, — and I do know what I am not, and your regard for me has at least awakened me to believe in the possibility that I may yet make some impression with my "light" — my "dews" — my "breezes" — my bloom and freshness, — no one of which qualities has yet been perfected on the canvas of any painter in the world.john constable
Every man who becomes heartily and understandingly a channel of the Divine beneficence, is enriched through every league of his life. Perennial satisfaction springs around and within him with perennial verdure. Flowers of gratitude and gladness bloom all along his pathway, and the melodious gurgle of the blessings he bears is echoed back by the melodious waves of the recipient stream.josiah gilbert holland
The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom; And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
And light is mingled with the gloom, And joy with grief; Divinest compensations come, Through thorns of judgment mercies bloom In sweet relief.john greenleaf whittier
But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed.Robert Burns
How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free Down to its root, and in that freedom, bold.william wordsworth
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!
Up from the gardens floated the perfume Of roses and myrtle, in their perfect bloom.
Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of Nature's works to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.john milton
There's nothing bright above, below, From flowers that bloom, to stars that glow, But in its light my soul can see Some feature of Thy Deity.
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw, within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An Angel writing in a book of gold …