BLUSH.
Who has not seen that feeling born of flame
Crimson the cheek at mention of a name?
The rapturous touch of some divine surprise
Flash deep suffusion of celestial dyes:
When hands clasped hands, and lips to lips were pressed
And the heart's secret was at once confessed?
The Microcosm: Man. A. COLES.
By noting of the lady I have marked
A thousand blushing apparitions start
Into her face; a thousand innocent shames
In angel whiteness bear away those blushes.
Much Ado About Nothing, Act iv. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.
From every blush that kindles in thy cheeks,
Ten thousand little loves and graces spring
To revel in the roses.
Tamerlane, Act i. Sc. 1. N. ROWE.
While mantling on the maiden's cheek,
Young roses kindled into thought.
Evenings in Greece: Evening II. Song. T. MOORE.
The rising blushes, which her cheek o'erspread,
Are opening roses in the lily's bed.
Dione, Act ii. Sc. 3. J. GAY.
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.
Aurora Leigh. E.B. BROWNING.
The man that blushes is not quite a brute.
Night Thoughts, Night VII. DR. E. YOUNG.