Tulips

* You believeThey wish them finest.

— Tulips

We may find the Divine to be 3,000 times what we think it is now. It's like asking the tulip there to explain you. The tulip is a beautiful creation, with millions of atoms cooperating with each other to produce great beauty, but ask that tulip to talk about you, and it can't do it. It doesn't have those perceptive abilities. Wouldn't it be conceited to suggest that I had the abilities to describe the deity?

— Tulips

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

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And tulips, children love to stretchIts beauty's secret nearer.

— Tulips

'Mid the sharp, short emerald wheat, scarce risen three fingers well,Like a thin clear bubble of blood, for the children to pick and sell.

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The tulip is a courtly quean,Whom, therefore, I will shun.

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Guarded within the old red wall's embrace,Wheels out into the sunlight.

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Dutch tulips from their bedsFlaunted their stately heads.

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Not one of Flora's brilliant race Nor Nature take a line away.

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The tulip's petals shine in dew,All beautiful, but none alike.

— Tulips