I tremble with pleasure when I think that on the very day of my leaving prison both the laburnum and the lilac… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“And stay, my dear stay... forever, as my quiet song, in my lilac dawn.” — Sanober Khan Copy Share Image
A black cat among roses, phlox, lilac-misted under a quarter moon, the sweet smells of heliotrope and night-scented stock. The garden is… — Amy Lowell Copy Share Image
A faint smell of lilac filled the air. There was always lilac in this part of town. Where there were grandmothers, there… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Like restless birds, the breath of coming rain Creeps, lilac-laden, up the village street — John McCrae Copy Share Image
