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Caesar-like the sun Gathered his robes around him as he fell. - Alexander Smith The sun was down, And all the west was paved with sullen fire. I cried, "Behold! the barren beach of hell At ebb of tide." - Alexander Smith, A Life Drama (sc. 4) How fine has the day been! how bright was the sun, How lovely and joyful the course that he run! Though he rose in a mist when his race he begun, And there followed some droppings of rain: But now the fair traveller's come to the west, His rays are all gold, and his beauties are best; He paints the skies gay as he sinks to his rest, And foretells a bright rising again. - Isaac Watts, Moral Songs--A Summer Evening Touched by a light that hath no name, A glory never sung, Aloft on sky and mountain wall Are God's great pictures hung. How changed the summits vast and old! No longer granite-browed, They melt in rosy mist; the rock Is softer than the cloud; The valley holds its breath; no leaf Of all its elms is twirled; The silence of eternity Seems falling on the world. - John Greenleaf Whittier Displaying page 2 of 2 for this topic: << Prev 1 [2]
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