quotations about lips
You feel on your lips a kiss
Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life ...
ARTHUR RIMBAUD
"Romance", Collected Poems
Her lips were like honey, too sweet to be borne.
J. TRACKSLER
Murder at Malafortuna
If you want me just whistle. You know how to whistle don't you? Just put your lips together and blow.
LAUREN BACALL
To Have and Have Not
Her lips were like large crimson polyps.
VLADIMIR NABOKOV
Lolita
All women are lips, nothing but lips.
YEVGENY ZAMYATIN
We
Lips with such sweetness in their honeyed deeps
As fills the rose in which a fairy sleeps.
EDWARD BULWER LYTTON
King Arthur
If I could choose my paradise,
And please myself with choice of bliss,
Then I would have your soft blue eyes
And rosy little mouth to kiss;
Your lips, as smooth and tender, child,
As rose-leaves in a coppice wild.
THOMAS ASHE
"No and Yes", Songs Now and Then
Lips, like hanging fruit, whose hue
Is ruby 'neath a bloom of blue.
THOMAS GORDON HAKE
"The Exile", Poems
But when lips' speech mute lips have ratified,
And our hearts' music is intensely blent,
I'll lay me on thy lap, and cry--Content!
THOMAS WADE
"Contentment", Mundi et Cordis
And all my kisses on thy balmy lips as sweet,
As are the breezes breath'd amidst the groves
Of ripening spices on the height of day:
As vigorous too.
APHRA BEHN
Abdelazar
A woman's lips are a type of door into voluptuousness.
JAMES WADDELL
Erotic Perception: Philosophical Portraits
O Love, O fire! once he drew
With one long kiss my whole soul through
My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
ALFRED TENNYSON
Fatima
Her lips were like nourishment to him, her moans like an intoxicating wine.
MARGARET FALCON
Triangle
Her eager sense delighted, fondly sips
Th' ambrosiac honey of her lover's lips,
Who while his love-tale telling, roses speaks.
JOHN CADWALADER M'CALL
"The Troubadour", The Troubadour and Other Poems
Her lippes, erst like the corall redde,
Did waxe both wan and pale.
ANONYMOUS
"Fair Rosamond", Strange Histories, or Songs and Sonnets of Kinges, Princes, Dukes, Lords, Ladyes, Knights, and Gentlemen
I will kiss thy lips;
Haply, some poison yet doth hang on them.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Romeo and Juliet
A kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear.
EDMOND ROSTAND
Cyrano de Bergerac
Her lips are roses, overwashed with dew.
ROBERT GREENE
"Menaphon's Eclogue", Greene's Arcadia
In another poem, a woman's lips are compared to a series of botanical and meteorological phenomena -- "the fresh rose-bud", "the thorn". Though the lips display a "ripen'd softness" and are indeed "sweet", they are objects of aesthetic beauty, rather than of exceptional flavour. Sight, rather than taste governed the sensual experience of these lips.
KAREN HARVEY
Reading Sex in the Eighteenth Century: Bodies and Gender in English Erotic Culture
Saith the lover of his mistress: The rose is disgraced by the redness of her cheeks, and the juice of the grape desireth to resemble the moisture of her lips.
IBN MATRÛH
attributed, Day's Collacon