Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
Lilac (Syringa Vulgaris)
The lilac spread
Odorous essence.
Jean Ingelow—Laurance. Pt. III.
Go down to Kew in lilac-time, in lilac-time, in lilac-time;
Go down to Kew in lilac-time (it isn’t far from London).
And you shall wander hand in hand with love in summer’s wonderland;
Go down to Kew in lilac-time (it isn’t far from London).
Alfred Noyes—The Barrel Organ.
I am thinking of the lilac-trees,
That shook their purple plumes,
And when the sash was open,
Shed fragrance through the room.
Mrs. Anna S. Stephens—The Old Apple-Tree.
The purple clusters load the lilac-bushes.
Amelia B. Welby—Hopeless Love.
When lilacs last in the door-yard bloom’d,
And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night,
I mourn’d—and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
Walt Whitman—When Lilacs Last in the Door-Yard Bloom’d. I. Leaves of Grass.
With every leaf a miracle … and from this bush in the door-yard,
With delicate-colour’d blossoms, and heart-shaped leaves of rich green
A sprig, with its flower, I break.
Walt Whitman—When Lilacs Last in the Door-Yard Bloom’d. III. Leaves of Grass.