In God, for your part?--that He who makes
Can make good things from ill things, best from worst,
As men plant tulips upon dunghills when
They wish them finest.
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Mid the sharp, short emerald wheat, scarce risen three fingers well,
The wild tulip at the end of its tube, blows out its great red bell,
Like a thin clear bubble of blood, for the children to pick and sell.
- Robert Browning
Dutch tulips from their beds
Flaunted their stately heads.