Quotes
Quotes about Poppies
As full-blown poppies, overcharg'd with rain,
Decline the head, and drooping kiss the plain,--
So sinks the youth; his beauteous head, deprest
Beneath his helmet, drops upon his breast.
But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed;
Or, like the snow-fall in the river,
A moment white, then melts forever.
To eat the lotus of the Nile
And drink the poppies of Cathay.
Such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn.
As for marigolds, poppies, hollyhocks, and valorous sunflowers, we shall never have a garden without them, both for their own sake, and for the sake of old-fashioned folks, who used to love them.
Those who work for plant rights don't parse parsley nor bomb poppies nor purchase antipeople papers. They plant papayas, and peppers. Their pulpit is the popular* not the papal but poplars. * not in the sense of ephemeral fame but what the people want.
But pleasures are like poppies spread; You seize the flower, its bloom is shed. Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white--then melts forever.
We are slumberous poppies, Lords of Lethe downs, Some awake and some asleep, Sleeping in our crowns. What perchance our dreams may know, Let our serious may know. - Leigh Hunt (James Henry Leigh Hunt),
The poppies hung Dew-dabbed on their stalks.
Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze most softly lulling to my soul.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky, The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard among the guns below.
Gentle sleep! Scatter thy drowsiest poppies from above; And in new dreams not soon to vanish, bless My senses with the sight of her I love.
Bring poppies for a weary mind That saddens in a senseless din.
