Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
Buttercup (Ranunculus)
The royal kingcup bold
Dares not don his coat of gold.
Edwin Arnold—Almond Blossoms.
He likes the poor things of the world the best,
I would not, therefore, if I could be rich.
It pleases him to stoop for buttercups.
E. B. Browning—Aurora Leigh. Bk. IV.
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children’s dower.
Robert Browning—Home Thoughts. From Abroad.
The buttercups, bright-eyed and bold,
Held up their chalices of gold
To catch the sunshine and the dew.
Julia C. R. Dorr—Centennial Poem. L. 165.
Fair is the kingcup that in meadow blows,
Fair is the daisy that beside her grows.
Gay—Shepherd’s Week. Monday. L. 43.
Against her ankles as she trod
The lucky buttercups did nod.
Jean Ingelow—Reflections.
And O the buttercups! that field
O’ the cloth of gold, where pennons swam—
Where France set up his lilied shield,
His oriflamb,
And Henry’s lion-standard rolled:
What was it to their matchless sheen,
Their million million drops of gold
Among the green!
Jean Ingelow—The Letter L Present. St. 3.
The buttercups across the field
Made sunshine rifts of splendor.
D. M. Mulock—A Silly Song.
When buttercups are blossoming,
The poets sang, ’tis best to wed:
So all for love we paired in Spring—
Blanche and I—ere youth had sped.
E. C. Stedman—Bohemia.