Aromatic Blossoms Quotes

And at my silent window-sill The jessamine peeps in.

From plants that wake when others sleep, from timid jasmine buds that keep their odour to themselves all day, but when the sunlight dies away let the delicious secret out to every breeze that roams about.

That which above all other yields the sweetest smell in the air is the violet.

Scent is the soul of flowers, and sea flowers, as splendid as they may be, have no soul!

Here hyacinths of heavenly blue, shook their rich tresses to the morn.

A faint smell of lilac filled the air. There was always lilac in this part of town. Where there were grandmothers, there was always lilac.

Through the open door A drowsy smell of flowers -grey heliotrope And white sweet clover, and shy mignonette Comes fairly in, and silent chorus leads To the pervading symphony of Peace.

The breath of flowers is far sweeter in the air than in the hand.

the smell of lilacs crept poignantly into the room like a remembered spring.

Here comes the time when, vibrating on its stem, every flower fumes like a censer; noises and perfumes circle in the evening air.

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.

The smell of violets, hidden in the green, Pour'd back into my empty soul and frame The times when I remembered to have been Joyful and free from blame.