LIPS QUOTES III
quotations about lips
She pouted her lips like a gun in my face.
CHINUA ACHEBE
"Misunderstanding", Collected Poems
thick lips
devouring drink and women
an elemental force
like Balzac done by Rodin
MARTIN GRAY
Death of Villeneuve and Other Poems
Her lips are roses, overwashed with dew.
ROBERT GREENE
"Menaphon's Eclogue", Greene's Arcadia
Her lips are like the cherries ripe
That sunny walls from Boreas screen.
They tempt the taste and charm the sight.
ROBERT BURNS
"On Cessnock's Banks"
When the lips are opened, we behold the image of the soul.
SIR THOMAS HIGGONS
attributed, Day's Collacon
Lips, like roses dropping myrrh.
GEORGE SANDYS
The Song of Solomon
Lips moulded in love are tremulously full of the glowing softness they borrow from the heart, and electrically obedient to its impulses.
GRACE GREENWOOD
Greenwood Leaves: a Collection of Sketches and Letters
If you want me just whistle. You know how to whistle don't you? Just put your lips together and blow.
LAUREN BACALL
To Have and Have Not
You feel on your lips a kiss
Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life ...
ARTHUR RIMBAUD
"Romance", Collected Poems
There, the brows of mild repression--there, the lips of silent passion,
Curved like an archer's bow to send the bitter arrows out.
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
Lady Geraldine's Courtship
There is life in the lips of true lovers.
OWAIN
attributed, Day's Collacon
Saith the lover of his mistress: The rose is disgraced by the redness of her cheeks, and the juice of the grape desireth to resemble the moisture of her lips.
IBN MATRÛH
attributed, Day's Collacon
O naked flower
of my lips, you lie! I await a thing unknown
or perhaps, unaware of the mystery and your cries
you give, O lips, the supreme tortured moans
of a childhood groping among its reveries
to sort out finally its cold precious stones.
STÉPHANE MALLARMÉ
"Hérodiade", Selected Poems
O Love, O fire! once he drew
With one long kiss my whole soul through
My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
ALFRED TENNYSON
Fatima
Music lives within thy lips
Like a nightingale in roses.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus: A Poem
Lips like the carmine's ruddy glow.
FRANCIS SALTUS SALTUS
"The Ghoul", Honey and Gall: Poems
How much the lips express all can tell; they are curled by pride or anger, drawn thin by cunning, smoothed by benevolence, and made placid by effeminacy; fine lips indicate exquisite susceptibilities.
DR. PORTER
attributed, Day's Collacon
Her lips were like living fire. He could not take his own away. He forgot everything.
W. SOMERSET MAUGHAM
The Magician
Her lips are like two budded roses,
Whom ranks of lilies neighbor nigh,
Within which bounds she balm encloses,
Apt to entice a deity.
THOMAS LODGE
Rosalynde; or, Euphues Golden Legacy
Her eager sense delighted, fondly sips
Th' ambrosiac honey of her lover's lips,
Who while his love-tale telling, roses speaks.
JOHN CADWALADER M'CALL
"The Troubadour", The Troubadour and Other Poems