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Nor is a day lived if the dawn is left out of it, with the prospects it opens. Who speaks charmingly of nature or of mankind, like him who comes bibulous of sunrise and the fountains of waters? - Amos Bronson Alcott The rosy-fingered morn did there disclose Her beauty, ruddy as a blushing bride, Gilding the marigold, painting the rose, With Indian chrysolites her cheeks were dy'd. - Marie Le Baron Let the day have a blessed baptism by giving your first waking thoughts into the bosom of God. The first hour of the morning is the rudder of the day. - Henry Ward Beecher The first hour of the morning is the rudder of the day. - Henry Ward Beecher If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me. - Bible, Psalms (ch. CXXXIX, v. 9-10) Sacrament of morning. - Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sabbath at Sea (st. 6, last line) The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by As if they loved to breast the breeze that sweeps the cool clear sky. - William Cullen Bryant, Strange Lady I was always an early riser. Happy the man who is! Every morning day comes to him with a virgin's love, full of bloom and freshness. The youth of nature is contagious, like the gladness of a happy child. - Edward George Earle Lytton Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Mighty Nature bounds as from her birth, The sun is in the heavens, and life on earth; Flowers in the valley, splendor in the beam, Health on the gale, and freshness in the stream. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron) The dewy morn, with breath all incense and with cheek all bloom. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron) The morn is up again, the dewy morn, With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom, Laughing the clouds away with playful scorn, And living as if earth contained no tomb,-- And glowing into day. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron), Childe Harold (canto III, st. 98) At the morning hour, when the half-awakened sun, trampling down the lingering shadows of the west, spreads his ruby-tinted tresses over jessamines and roses, drying with cloths of gold Aurora's tears of mingled fire and snow, which the sun's rays converted into pearls. - Pedro Calderon de la Barca Its brightness, mighty divinity! has a fleeting empire over the day, giving gladness to the fields, color to the flowers, the season of the loves, harmonious hour of wakening birds. - Pedro Calderon de la Barca It was a splendid summer morning and it seemed as if nothing could go wrong. - John Cheever O word and thing most beautiful! - Susan Coolidge (pseudonym of Sarah Chauncey Woolsey) Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose From out night's gray and cloudy sheath; Softly and still it grows and grows, Petal by petal, leaf by leaf. - Susan Coolidge (pseudonym of Sarah Chauncey Woolsey), The Morning Comes Before the Sun Awake thee, my Lady-Love! Wake thee, and rise! The sun through the bower peeps Into thine eyes. - George Darley, Sylvia; or, The May Queen (act IV, sc. 1) I saw myself the lambent easy light Gild the brown horror, and dispel the night. - John Dryden, Hind and Panther (pt. II, l. 1,230) When the glad sun, exulting in his might, comes from the dusky-curtained tents of night. - Emma Catherine Embury I see the spectacle of morning from the hilltop over against my house, from daybreak to sunrise, with emotions which an angel might share. The long slender bars of cloud float like fishes in the sea of crimson light. From the earth, as a shore, I look out into that silent sea. I seem to partake its rapid transformations; the active enchantment reaches my dust, and I dilate and conspire with the morning wind. - Ralph Waldo Emerson Early morning hath gold in its mouth. - Benjamin Franklin Spill not the morning (the quintessence of the day) in recreation, for sleep itself is recreation. Add not, therefore, sauce to sauces. - Thomas Fuller (1) The breezy call of incense-breathing morn. - Thomas Gray, Elegy in a Country Churchyard (st. 5) Now from the smooth deep ocean-stream the sun Began to climb the heavens, and with new rays Smote the surrounding fields. - Homer ("Smyrns of Chios"), The Iliad (bk. VII, l. 525), (Bryant's translation) In saffron-colored mantle from the tides Of Oceans rose the Morning to bright light TO gods and men. - Homer ("Smyrns of Chios"), The Iliad (bk. XIX, l. 1), (Bryant's translation) Displaying page 1 of 4 for this topic: Next >> [1] 2 3 4
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