COLLECTION OF
QUOTATIONS
ON THE INTERNET
|
|
THE MOST EXTENSIVE COLLECTION OF QUOTATIONS ON THE INTERNET |
| Home | Biographical Index | Reading List | Search | Site Notes | Varying Hare Books | | |||
| GIGA Quotes | Quotes by Author | Authors by Date | | |||
The sunbeams dropped Their gold, and, passing in porch and niche, Softened to shadows, silvery, pale, and dim, As if the very Day paused and grew Eve. - Sir Edwin Arnold, Light of Asia (bk. II, l. 466) Fair Venus shines Even in the eye of day; with sweetest beam Propitious shines, and shakes a trembling flood Of softened radiance from her dewy locks. - Mrs. Anna Letitia Barbauld, A Summer Evening's Meditation (l. 10) The summer day is closed, the sun is set: Well they have done their office, those bright hours, The latest of whose train goes softly out In the red west. - William Cullen Bryant, An Evening Reverie Parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues With a new colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till--'tis gone--and all is gray. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron), Childe Harold (canto IV, st. 29) 'Twas twilight, and the sunless day went down Over the waste of waters; like a veil, Which, if withdrawn, would but disclose the frown Of one whose hate is mask'd but to assail. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron), Don Juan (canto II, st. 49) How lovely are the portals of the night, When stars come out to watch the daylight die. - Thomas Cole (1), Twilight, see Louis L. Noble's "Life and Works of Cole", ch. XXXV Beauteous Night lay dead Under the pall of twilight, and the love-star sickened and shrank. - George Eliot (pseudonym of Mary Ann Evans Cross), The Spanish Gypsy (bk. II) In the twilight of morning to climb to the top of the mountain,-- Thee to salute, kindly star, earliest herald of day,-- And to await, with impatience, the gaze of the ruler of heaven.-- Youthful delight, oh, how oft lur'st thou me out in the night. - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Venetian Epigrams The lengthening shadows wait The first pale stars of twilight. - Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., Poems of the Class of '29--Even Song (st. 6) Sweet shadows of twilight! how calm their repose, While the dewdrops fall soft in the breast of the rose! How blest to the toiler his hour of release When the vesper is heard with its whisper of peace! - Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., Poems of the Class of '29--Our Banker (st. 12) The gloaming comes, the day is spent, The sun goes out of sight, And painted is the occident With purple sanguine bright. - Alexander Hume (Home), Story of a Summer Day The sun is set; and in his latest beams Yon little cloud of ashen gray and gold, Slowly upon the amber air unrolled, The falling mantle of the Prophet seems. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, A Summer Day by the Sea The twilight is sad and cloudy, The wind blows wild and free, And like the wings of sea-birds Flash the white caps of the sea. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Twilight The west is broken into bars Of orange, gold, and gray; Gone is the sun, come are the stars, And night infolds the day. - George MacDonald, Songs of the Summer Nights Dim eclipse, disastrous twilight. - John Milton, Paradise Lost (bk. I, l. 597) From that high mount of God whence light and shade Spring both, the face of brightest heaven had changed To grateful twilight. - John Milton, Paradise Lost (bk. V, l. 643) Our lady of the twilight She hath such gentle hands, So lovely are the gifts she brings From out of the sunset-lands, So bountiful, so merciful, So sweet of soul is she; And over all the world she draws Her cloak of charity. - Alfred Noyes, Our Lady of Twilight . . . th' approach of night The skies yet blushing with departing light, When falling dews with spangles deck'd the glade, And the low sun had lengthen'd ev'ry shade. - Alexander Pope, Pastorals--Autumn (l. 98) Night was drawing and closing her curtain up above the world, and down beneath it. - Jean Paul Friedrich Richter (Johann Paul Richter) (used ps. Jean Paul), Flower, Fruit, and Thorn Pieces (ch. II) Twilight's soft dews steal o'er the village-green, With magic tints to harmonize the scene. Stilled is the hum that through the hamlet broke When round the ruins of their ancient oak The peasants flocked to hear the minstrel play, And games and carols closed the busy day. - Samuel Rogers, Pleasures of Memory (pt. I, l. 1) Twilight, a timid, fawn, went glimmering by, And Night, the dark-blue hunter, followed fast. - George William Russell (used pseudonym "AE"), Refuge Her feet along the dewy hills Are lighter than blown thistledown; She bears the glamour of one star Upon her violet crown. - Clinton Scollard, Dusk Then the nun-like twilight came, violent vestured and still, And the night's first star outshone afar on the eve of Bunker Hill. - Clinton Scollard, On the Eve of Bunker Hill Ah, County Guy, the hour is nigh, The sun has left the lea, The orange flower perfumes the bower, The breeze is on the sea. - Sir Walter Scott, Quentin Durward (ch. IV) BUY VARYING HARE USED BOOK She bids you on the wanton rushes lay you down And rest your gentle head upon her lap, And she will sing the song that pleaseth you And on your eyelids crown the god of sleep, Charming your brood with pleasing heaviness, Making such difference 'twixt wake and sleep As is the difference betwixt day and night The hour before the heavenly-harnessed team Begins his golden progress in the east. - William Shakespeare, King Henry the Fourth, Part I (Glendower at III, i) Displaying page 1 of 2 for this topic: Next >> [1] 2
|
|
