C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.


  • The tulip’s petals shine in dew,
  • All beautiful, but none alike.
  • Montgomery.

  • Dutch tulips from their beds
  • Flaunted their stately heads.
  • Montgomery.

  • And tulips, children love to stretch
  • Their fingers down, to feel in each
  • Its beauty’s secret nearer.
  • E. B. Browning.

  • ’Mid the sharp, short emerald wheat, scarce risen three fingers well,
  • The wild tulip at end of its tube, blows out its great red bell,
  • Like a thin clear bubble of blood, for the children to pick and sell.
  • Robert Browning.

  • Bring the tulip and the rose,
  • While their brilliant beauty glows.
  • Eliza Cook.

  • Like tulip-beds of different shape and dyes,
  • Bending beneath the invisible west-wind’s sighs.
  • Moore.