Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare,
And left the flushed print in a poppy there.
- Francis Thompson
Love would never be a promise of a rose garden unless it is showered with light of faith, water of sincerity and air of passion
- Thom Bodebt
The flowers of late winter and early spring occupy places in our hearts well out of proportion to their size.
- Gertrude S. Wister
We gathered the wild-flowers.
Yes, life there seem'd one pure delight.
As thro' the field we rov'd.
Yes, life there seem'd one pure delight.
- George Linley