"Forget-me-not" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... of Carmel the spring and winter have met. Here I find in a gentled spot The frost of the wild forget-me-not, And — I cannot forget. Heart once light as the floating feather Borne aloft in the sunny weather, Spring and winter have come together — Shall ...
— The Second Book of Modern Verse • Jessie B. Rittenhouse
... glistening white along the banks of the river Moselle; steep hill-sides blooming with mystic forget-me-not where the glow of the setting sun cast long shadows down their eastern slope; an arch of clearest, deepest gentian bending overhead; in the centre of the aerial garden the walls of the cloister of Pfalzel, steel-blue to the east, violet to the west; silence over ...
— The Blue Flower, and Others • Henry van Dyke
... it," said the old lady, as Hildegarde bent over the pretty trinket in wondering delight, "when I saw your forget-me-not room last winter. The clasp, you see, is a turquoise; I believe, rather a fine one. My grandfather brought it from Constantinople. A pretty thing; it will look well on your arm. The Bonds all have ...
— Hildegarde's Holiday - a story for girls • Laura E. Richards
... garden growing With roses in every plot; There's never a heart so hardened But has one tender spot; We have only to prune the border To find the forget-me-not. ...
— Poems with Power to Strengthen the Soul • Various
... Shiraz: "It was in the golden morning of the early world, when an angel sat weeping outside the closed gates of Paradise. He had fallen from his high estate through loving a daughter of earth, nor was he permitted to enter again until she whom he loved had planted the flowers of the forget-me-not in every corner of the world. He returned to earth and assisted her, and together they went hand in hand. When their task was ended, they entered Paradise together, for the fair woman, without tasting the bitterness ...
— Wild Flowers Worth Knowing • Neltje Blanchan et al
... just now, showed a remarkably engaging countenance, the year standing on the threshold of May.—Mild softly bright weather made amends for a wet and windy April, with sunshine and high forget-me-not blue skies shading to silver along the sea-line. The flower-beds, before the garden house-front, were crowded with early tulips, scarlet, golden, and shell-pink. Shrubberies glowed with rhododendrons, flamed with azaleas. At the corner of ...
— Deadham Hard • Lucas Malet
... is the last," sighed Celia, coming over with her mother and Just to join the party assembling for the final great occasion on the Churchill's porch. "Evelyn, how dear you look in that forget-me-not frock! And that hat ...
— The Second Violin • Grace S. Richmond
... yon far vale, earth's truest wife Sits where the brooks run playing, And still must wear a woeful life Till I with her am straying. When a blue floweret by that spot She plucks, and says—FORGET-ME-NOT, I ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Volume 57, No. 352, February 1845 • Various
... castle without doing any work. It was a very busy kingdom indeed even if it was so tiny. It was only about two inches high above the meadow, not nearly as tall as the grass blades that grew all around it. The grass looked like a forest of trees to the little red princess, and a wild forget-me-not that bent down over the castle made her sky, for it was almost as blue and nearly as ...
— Tell Me Another Story - The Book of Story Programs • Carolyn Sherwin Bailey
... question," said Hippy. "You are like the tall and graceful burdock. Reddy resembles the common, but much-admired sheep sorrel, while I am like that tender little flower, the forget-me-not. Having once seen me, is it possible to forget me!" He struck an attitude and looked languishingly ...
— Grace Harlowe's Sophomore Year at High School • Jessie Graham Flower
... as quill can write, the magical sentence, "Yes, missus misses you; so do I"? It didn't matter a spoonful of tar about the "so do I," but there was the "missus misses you." Ah! it was around these simple, euphonious words that hope hung like a garland of forget-me-not. Why did missus miss him? Mary wouldn't have said that missus missed him if missus didn't. So ran Jack's thoughts as he walked up and down the floor of his cabin. No, Mary wasn't a girl of that sort. Missus ...
— As We Sweep Through The Deep • Gordon Stables
... grows yet, stately and fair, for the men of the Revolution planted it well and surely. God himself HATH given it increase. So we gather to-day, in this our story, a forget-me-not more, from the old town ...
— Twilight Stories • Various
... on which were engraved the names of a great number of persons present. From Salvini I received a pretty casket of lapis, and from Mary Anderson, at that time in the striking beauty of her nineteen years, a small medal bearing a forget-me-not in turquoises. In my dressing-room I counted one ...
— My Double Life - The Memoirs of Sarah Bernhardt • Sarah Bernhardt |
