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He answered and said unto them, When it is evening, ye say, It will be fair weather: for the sky is red. And in the morning, It will be foul weather to day: for the sky is red and lowring. O ye hypocrites, ye can discern the face of the sky; but can ye not discern the signs of the times? - Bible, Matthew (ch. XVI, v. 2-3) "Darkly, deeply, beautifully blue," As some one somewhere sings about the sky. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron), Don Juan (canto IV, st. 110) And they were canopied by the blue sky, So cloudless, clear, and purely beautiful, That God alone was to be seen in Heaven. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron), The Dream (st. 4) Arrestment, sudden really as a bolt out of the blue has hit strange victims. - Thomas Carlyle, French Revolution (vol. III, p. 347) The mountain at a given distance In amber lies; Approached, the amber flits a little,-- And that's the skies! - Emily Dickinson, Poems (XIX, second series (ed. 1891)) The sky is the daily bread of the eyes. - Ralph Waldo Emerson, Emerson's Journals (May 25, 1843) How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky The gorgeous fame of Summer which is fled! - Thomas Hood, Written in a Volume of Shakespeare Bolt from the blue. - Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus), Ode (I, 34) And that inverted Bowl they call the Sky, Whereunder crawling coop'd we live and die, Lift not your hands to it for help--for it As impotently moves as you or I. - Omar Khayyam ("The Tent-Maker"), The Rubaiyat (st. 72), (FitzGerald's translation) The sky is that beautiful old parchment in which the sun and the moon keep their diary. - Alfred Kreymborg, Old Manuscript The planets in their station list'ning stood. - John Milton, Paradise Lost (bk. VII, l. 563) From hyperborean skies Embodied dark, what clouds of vandals rise. - Alexander Pope, The Dunciad (III, l. 85) A sky full of silent suns. - Jean Paul Friedrich Richter (Johann Paul Richter) (used ps. Jean Paul), Flower, Fruit, and Thorn Pieces (ch. II) Sometimes gentle, sometimes capricious, sometimes awful, never the same for two months together; almost human in its passions, almost spiritual in its tenderness, almost Divine in its infinity. - Bayard Ruskin, The True and Beautiful--The Sky The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven Have sunk from heaven And the midnight hurries by; My hopes are flown And, alas! alone On my weary couch I lie. - Sappho, Fragment, (J.S. Easby-Smith's translation) I have of late--but wherefore I know not--lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame the earth seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire--why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors. - William Shakespeare, Hamlet Prince of Denmark (Hamlet at II, ii) The unquiet republic of the maze of planets, struggling fierce towards heaven's free wilderness. - Percy Bysshe Shelley Heaven's ebon vault, Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world. - Percy Bysshe Shelley, Queen Mab (pt. IV) I go back to those who say: what if the heavens fall? [Lat., Redeo ad illes qui aiunt: quid si coelum ruat?] - Terence (Publius Terentius Afer), Heauton timoroumenos (IV, 3) Of evening tinct, The purple-streaming Amethyst is thine. - James Thomson (1), Seasons--Summer (l. 150) The birds I heard today, which, fortunately, did not come within the scope of my science, sang as freshly as if it had been the first morning of creation. - Henry David Thoreau, from Thoreau's journal Never till then so many thunderbolts from cloudless skies. (Bolt from the blue.) [Lat., Non alias caelo ceciderunt plura sereno.] - Virgil or Vergil (Publius Virgilius Maro Vergil), Georgics (I, 487) Green calm below, blue quietness above. - John Greenleaf Whittier, The Pennsylvania Pilgrim (st. 113) The soft blue sky did never melt Into his heart; he never felt The witching of the soft blue sky! - William Wordsworth, Peter Bell (pt. I, st. 15)
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