Blushing

"An Arab, by his earnest gaze, Has clothed a lovely maid with blushes; A smile within his eyelids plays And into words his longing gushes."

"Girls blush, sometimes, because they are alive, Half wishing they were dead to save the shame. The sudden blush devours them, neck and brow; They have drawn too near the fire of life, like gnats, And flare up bodily, wings and all."

"I pity bashful men, who feel the pain Of fancied scorn and undeserved disdain, And bear the marks upon a blushing face, Of needless shame, and self-impos'd disgrace."

"Bello è il rossore, ma è incommodo qualche volta."

"What betraying things blushes are ! Like sealing wax in the juvenile riddle, a blush "burns to keep a secret.""

"The apple blossoms' shower of pearl, The pear tree’s rosier hue, As beautiful as woman's blush, As evanescent too."

"Such was the colour—when her cheek Spoke what the lip might never speak. The crimson flush which could confess All that we hoped—but dared not guess. That blush which through the world is known To love, and to the rose alone—"

"I will go wash; And when my face is fair, you shall perceive Whether I blush or no."

"Lay by all nicety and prolixious blushes, That banish what they sue for."

"By noting of the lady I have mark'd A thousand blushing apparitions To start into her face, a thousand innocent shames. In angel whiteness beat away those blushes."

"Where now I have no one to blush with me, To cross their arms and hang their heads with mine."

"Two red fires in both their faces blazed; She thought he blush'd, * * * And, blushing with him, wistly on him gazed."

"And bid the cheek be ready with a blush Modest as morning when she coldly eyes The youthful Phœbus."

"Come, quench your blushes and present yourself That which you are, mistress o' the feast."

"Man is the Only Animal that Blushes. Or needs to."

"The man that blushes is not quite a brute."

"So sweet the blush of bashfulness, E'en pity scarce can wish it less!"

"Blushed like the waves of hell."

"'Tis not on youth's smooth cheek the blush alone, which fades so fast, But the tender bloom of heart is gone, ere youth itself be past."

"Pure friendship's well-feigned blush."

"We griev'd, we sigh'd, we wept; we never blushed before."

"Once he saw a youth blushing, and addressed him, "Courage, my boy; that is the complexion of virtue.""

"A blush is no language: only a dubious flag-signal which may mean either of two contradictories."

"The rising blushes, which her cheek o'er-spread, Are opening roses in the lily's bed."

"Blushing is the colour of virtue."

"Such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn."

"Les hommes rougissent moins de leur crimes que de leurs faiblesses et de leur vanité."

"L'innocence à rougir n'est point accoutumée."

"While mantling on the maiden's cheek Young roses kindled into thought."

"From every blush that kindles in thy cheeks, Ten thousand little loves and graces spring To revel in the roses."

"Yet will she blush, here be it said, To hear her secrets so bewrayed."

"Erubuit: salva res est."