Night Flower

He continued his walk, sombred by the thought that in the gloom of the trees was the next progression from the openness of the sky over those who strolled the night-flower hedge. ❋ Unknown (2010)

Under the stars and sweeping night winds, what a lamp-flower it must bloom; a strange, glittering night-flower, odour-yielding, insect-drawing, insect-infested rose of pleasure. ❋ Unknown (2004)

Sparks flurried skyward, bright and brief as the blossoms of the night-flower vine, which opened but one hour at eventide and wilted immediately thereafter. ❋ Wurts, Janny (1989)

To find, back in the hinterland, up in an outstretch of broken mountains between the Namib and the Kalahari, his own faithful native, his night-flower. ❋ Pynchon, Thomas (1978)

That night-flower of the soul, whose fragrant power ❋ Thomas Gent (N/A)

Her eyes were closed, if she had eyes beneath the heavy purple-veined lids, so like the petals of some night-flower, pungent with perfume. ❋ Lee Tarbell (N/A)

This image was suggested by the following thought, which occurs somewhere in Sir William Jones’s Works: “The moon looks upon many night-flowers; the night-flower sees but one moon. ❋ Unknown (1919)

He drank in the cool night air, and paused ever and again to pluck a sweet-smelling night-flower. ❋ Edmund Dulac (1917)

If he had taken her into his confidence, I should have known by her manner; because, from the shut-up, night-flower of a girl that she was, she has rather pathetically opened out for me into a daylight flower. ❋ Unknown (1889)

One of the jessamines is named the night-flower, because it opens towards evening; and that grand species of lily called the Victoria ❋ Various (1873)

Every night-bird sang, and every night-flower was giving forth its fragrance. ❋ Frank Richard Stockton (1868)

[521-1] This image was suggested by the following thought, which occurs somewhere in Sir William Jones's Works: "The moon looks upon many night-flowers; the night-flower sees but one moon." ❋ John Bartlett (1862)

It is the night-flower among his poems, breathing a mournful fragrance: -- ❋ Alexander Smith (1848)

Sat in her sorrow like the sweet night-flower, [86] ❋ Thomas Moore (1815)

Mate you didn't pay her last night did you? [Yea mate], she was a [Night flower] [Damn that sucks], she probably wasn't even that good then. ❋ TheGoodChap (2016)