quotations about lips
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
If I could choose my paradise,
And please myself with choice of bliss,
Then I would have your soft blue eyes
And rosy little mouth to kiss;
Your lips, as smooth and tender, child,
As rose-leaves in a coppice wild.
THOMAS ASHE
"No and Yes", Songs Now and Then
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
Shall this nectar
Run useless, then, to waste? or ... these lips,
That open like the morn, breathing perfumes,
On such as dare approach them, be untouch'd?
They must--nay, 'tis in vain to make resistance--
Be often kissed and tasted.
PHILIP MASSINGER
The Parliament of Love
Her lips were like nourishment to him, her moans like an intoxicating wine.
MARGARET FALCON
Triangle
All women are lips, nothing but lips.
YEVGENY ZAMYATIN
We
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"
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
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
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
Lips with such sweetness in their honeyed deeps
As fills the rose in which a fairy sleeps.
EDWARD BULWER LYTTON
King Arthur
I will kiss thy lips;
Haply, some poison yet doth hang on them.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Romeo and Juliet
Lips, like roses dropping myrrh.
GEORGE SANDYS
The Song of Solomon
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"
Vermilion lips, well shaped, a smiling mouth, beautiful white teeth, an elastic step and plump cheeks, charm at eighteen.
DIDEROT
attributed, Day's Collacon
Her lips were like large crimson polyps.
VLADIMIR NABOKOV
Lolita
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
A kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear.
EDMOND ROSTAND
Cyrano de Bergerac