John Keats, Endymion (1818), Book I, line 1.
Sweet bird! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year.john logan
I'll seize the rosebuds in their perfumed bed, The violet knots, like curious mazes spread O'er all the garden, taste the ripened cherry, The warm, firm apple, tipped with coral berry. Then will I visit with a wandering kiss The vale of lilies and the bower of bliss, And where the beauteous region doth divide Into two milky ways, my lips shall slide Down those smooth alleys, wearing as I go A track for lovers on the printed snow.thomas carew
Age cannot Love destroy, But perfidy can blast the flower, Even when in most unwary hour It blooms in Fancy’s bower. Age cannot Love destroy, But perfidy can rend the shrine In which its vermeil splendours shine.Percy Bysshe Shelley
Age cannot Love destroy, But perfidy can blast the flower, Even when in most unwary hour It blooms in Fancy's bower. Age cannot Love destroy, But perfidy can rend the shrine In which its vermeil splendours shine.Percy Bysshe Shelley
Here eglantine embalm'd the air, Hawthorne and hazel mingled there; The primrose pale, and violet flower, Found in each cliff a narrow bower; Fox-glove and nightshade, side by side, Emblems of punishment and pride, Group'd their dark hues with every stain The weather-beaten crags retain.walter scott
They sought her baith by bower and ha'; The ladie was not seen! She's o'er the Border and awa' Wi' Jock of Hazeldean.
I'd be a butterfly born in a bower, Where roses and lilies and violets meet.thomas haynes bayly
There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long, In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.thomas moore
And half in shade and half in sun; The Rose sat in her bower, With a passionate thrill in her crimson heart.bayard taylor
Meanwhile, there is dancing in yonder green bower, A swarm of young midges, they dance high and low; 'Tis a sweet little species that lives but one hour, And the eldest was born half an hour ago.
The city mouse lives in a house, The garden mouse lives in a bowerchristina rossetti
Awake thee, my Lady-Love! Wake thee, and rise! The sun through the bower peeps Into thine eyes.george darley
Ah, County Guy, the hour is nigh, The sun has left the lea, The orange flower perfumes the bower, The breeze is on the sea.
So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life, the leaf, the bud, the flower; No more doth flourish after first decay, That erst was sought to deck both bed and bower Of many a lady and many a paramour. Gather therefore the rose whilst yet in prime, For soon comes age that will her pride deflower. Gather the rose of love whilst yet in time, Whilst loving thou mayst loved be with equal crime.Edmund Spenser
Around the pillars of the palm-tree bower The orchids cling, in rose and purple spheres; Shield-broad the lily floats; the aloe flower Foredates its hundred years.bayard taylor
Oh, sweet thy current by town and by tower, The green sunny vale and the dark linden bower; Thy waves as they dimple smile back on the plain, And Rhine, ancient river, thou'rt German again!
And bid her steal into the pleached bower, Where honeysuckles, ripen'd by the sun, Forbid the sun to enter, like favorites, Made proud by princes, that advance their pride Against that power that bred it.william shakespeare
So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower, No more doth flourish after first decay, That erst was sought to deck both bed and bower, Of many a lady, and many a paramour: Gather therefore the rose, whilst yet is prime, For soon comes age, that will her pride deflower: Gather the rose of love, whilst yet is time, Whilst loving thou mayst love'd be with equal crime.Edmund Spenser