quotations about lips
Like the petals of the Rose
When the dews their scent disclose,
Soft as velvet tho' they be,
Fragrant of the Dawn and thee,
Yet thy lips are sweeter far
Than all garden Roses are.
CHARLES WILLIAM CAYZER
"Altar of Roses", By the Way of the Gate
thick lips
devouring drink and women
an elemental force
like Balzac done by Rodin
MARTIN GRAY
Death of Villeneuve and Other Poems
Red lips like a living, laughing rose.
LAURENCE HOPE
"Lost Delight", India's Love Lyrics: Collected & Arranged in Verse
A quiet smile played around his lips,
As the eddies and dimples of the tide
Play round the bows of ships.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW
"The Building of the Ship"
When the lips are opened, we behold the image of the soul.
SIR THOMAS HIGGONS
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
A woman's lips are a type of door into voluptuousness.
JAMES WADDELL
Erotic Perception: Philosophical Portraits
Her lips were like large crimson polyps.
VLADIMIR NABOKOV
Lolita
Lips, like hanging fruit, whose hue
Is ruby 'neath a bloom of blue.
THOMAS GORDON HAKE
"The Exile", Poems
Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too
Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Romeo and Juliet
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 lippes, erst like the corall redde,
Did waxe both wan and pale.
ANONYMOUS
"Fair Rosamond", Strange Histories, or Songs and Sonnets of Kinges, Princes, Dukes, Lords, Ladyes, Knights, and Gentlemen
A woman's lips are a key to her character, and to-day lips have a firmer and more resolute line, for they shape words of command, laugh at danger, and with a smile suppress weariness and pain.
ANONYMOUS
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And all my kisses on thy balmy lips as sweet,
As are the breezes breath'd amidst the groves
Of ripening spices on the height of day:
As vigorous too.
APHRA BEHN
Abdelazar
She pouted her lips like a gun in my face.
CHINUA ACHEBE
"Misunderstanding", Collected Poems
There is life in the lips of true lovers.
OWAIN
attributed, Day's Collacon
O Love, O fire! once he drew
With one long kiss my whole soul through
My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
ALFRED TENNYSON
Fatima
Her lips are roses, overwashed with dew.
ROBERT GREENE
"Menaphon's Eclogue", Greene's Arcadia
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
In another poem, a woman's lips are compared to a series of botanical and meteorological phenomena -- "the fresh rose-bud", "the thorn". Though the lips display a "ripen'd softness" and are indeed "sweet", they are objects of aesthetic beauty, rather than of exceptional flavour. Sight, rather than taste governed the sensual experience of these lips.
KAREN HARVEY
Reading Sex in the Eighteenth Century: Bodies and Gender in English Erotic Culture