I sat me down to watch upon a bank With ivy canopied and interwove With flaunting honeysuckle. (Quote by - John Milton)

Around in silent grandeur stood The stately children of the wood; Maple and elm and towering pine Mantled in folds of dark woodbine. (Quote by - Julia C.R. Dorr)

I plucked a honeysuckle where The hedge on high is quick with thorn, And climbing for the prize, was torn, And fouled my feet in quag-water; And by the thorns and by the wind The blossom that I took was thinn'd And yet I found it sweet and fair. (Quote by - Christina G. Rossetti)

And honeysuckle loved to crawl Up the low crag and ruin'd wall. (Quote by - Sir Walter Scott)