Quotes about blushing (16 Quotes)




    Where'er you walk, cool gales shall fan the glade, Trees, where you sit, shall crowd into a shade Whereer you tread, the blushing flow'rs shall rise, And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.


    Religion blushing veils her sacred fires, And unawares morality expires. Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine; Nor human spark is left nor glimpse divine; Lo thy dread empire, Chaos is restored; Light dies before thy uncreating.




    We can consciously end our life almost anytime we choose. This ability is an endowment, like laughing and blushing, given to no other animal... in any given moment, by not exercising the option of suicide, we are choosing to live.

    This is the state of man: to-day he puts forth
    The tender leaves of hopes; to-morrow blossoms
    And bears his blushing honours thick upon him;
    The third day comes a frost, a killing frost,
    And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely
    His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root,
    And then he falls, as I do.

    The lily I condemnèd for thy hand,
    And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair;
    The roses fearfully on thorns did stand,
    One blushing shame, another white despair;
    A third, nor red, nor white, had stol'n of both,
    And to his robbery had annexed thy breath,
    But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth
    A vengeful canker eat him up to death.

    She what was honour knew, And with obsequious majesty approv'd My pleaded reason. To the nuptial bower I led her blushing like the morn all heaven And happy constellations on that hour Shed their selectest influence the earth Gave sign of gratulation, and each hill Joyous the birds fresh gales and gentle airs Whisper'd it to the woods, and from their wings Flung rose, flung odours from the spicy shrub.

    Some people are under the impression that all that is required to make a good fisherman is the ability to tell lies easily and without blushing but this is a mistake.

    If she be made of white and red, Her faults will ne'er be known, For blushing cheeks by faults are bred, And fears by pale white shown Then if she fear or be to blame, By this you shall not know, For still her cheeks possess the same, Which native s

    People are crying up the rich and variegated plumage of the peacock, and he is himself blushing at the sight of his ugly feet.





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