Blood Quote by William Shakespeare

Death lies on her like an untimely frost.

— William Shakespeare

“Death lies on her, like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.”

— Robert Bryndza

Her soul trembled on her lips like a drop of dew on a flower.

— Victor Hugo

“She bleeds poetry. She is an old soul. She has already existed since the day the Earth gave birth to nature. She felt the…

— Verliza Gajeles

Her lips are roses over-washed with dew, Or like the purple of Narcissus' flower; No frost their fair, no wind doth waste their power,…

— Robert Greene

Nature lies, disheveled, pale, With her feverish lips apart,- Day by day the pulses fail, Nearer to her bounding heart.

— Goodale Sisters

“the battered woman--for she wore a skirt--with her right hand exposed, her left clutching at her side, stood singing of love--love which has lasted…

— Virginia Woolf

“Her eyes were misting over, her heart was talking on her lips. To need everything when everything is finished. She no longer knew whether…

— Violette Leduc

“Whether that lady's gentle mind, No longer with the form combined Which scattered love, as stars do light, Found sadness where it left delight,…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

“Death is her name, Who walks in her garden of fame, And plucks flowers for her lock, Which has the power to ride a…

— Vinod Varghese Antony

“For her too, she had words on her lips, which died unborn, lay in her mind and turned to poison.”

— Cora Sandel

So softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.

— John Dryden