John Milton Quotes on Flowers (9 Quotes)

Proserpine gathering flowers, Herself a fairer flower.

The bright consummate flower.

Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose.

Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freakt with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attir'd woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears.

Flowers worthy of paradise.

At shut of evening flowers.

As Jupiter On Juno smiles, when he impregns the clouds That shed May flowers.

Innumerable as the stars of night, Or stars of morning, dewdrops which the sun Impearls on every leaf and every flower.

With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons, and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glist'ring with dew fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers and sweet the coming on Of grateful ev'ning mild then silent night With this her solemn bird and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train But neither breath of morn when she ascends With charm of earliest birds, nor rising sun On this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flower, Glist'ring with dew, nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful ev'ning mild, nor silent night With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.