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Come watch with me the shaft of fire that glows In yonder West: the fair, frail palaces, The fading Alps and archipelagoes, And great cloud-continents of sunset-seas. - Thomas Bailey Aldrich, Sonnet--Miracles The death-bed of a day, how beautiful! - Philip James Bailey, Festus (sc. A Library and Balcony) Now the noon, Wearied with sultry toil, declines and falls, Into the mellow eve:--the west puts on Her gorgeous beauties--palaces and halls, And towers, all carv'd of the unstable cloud, Welcome the calmly waning monarch--he Sinks gently midst that glorious canopy Down on his couch of rest--even like a proud King of the Earth--the ocean. - Sir John Bowring It was the cooling hour, just when the rounded Red sun sinks down behind the azure hill, Which then seems as if the whole earth is bounded, Circling all nature, hush'd, and dim, and still, With the far mountain-crescent half surrounded On one side, and the deep sea calm and chill Upon the other, and the rosy sky With one star sparkling through it like an eye. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron), Don Juan (canto II, st. 183) See! he sinks Without a word; and his ensanguined bier Is vacant in the west, while far and near Behold! each coward shadow eastward shrinks, Thou dost not strive, O sun, nor dost thou cry Amid thy cloud-built streets. - Rev. Frederick William Faber, The Rosary and Other Poems--On the Ramparts at Angouleme The sacred lamp of day Now dipt in western clouds his parting day. - William Falconer, The Shipwreck (canto II, l. 27) Oft did I wonder why the setting sun Should look upon us with a blushing face: Is't not for shame of what he hath seen done, Whilst in our hemisphere he ran his race? - Lyman Heath, First Century--On the Setting Sun Sunsets in themselves are generally superior to sunrises; but with the sunset we appreciate images drawn from departed peace and faded glory. - George Stillman Hillard Purple, violet, gold and white, Royal clouds are they; Catching the spear-like rays in the west-- Lining therewith each downy nest, At the close of Summer day. Forming and breaking in the sky, I fancy all shapes are there; Temple, mountain, monument, spire; Ships rigged out with sails of fire, And blown by the evening air. - J.K. Hoyt Forming and breaking in the sky, I fancy all shapes are there; Temple, mountain, monument, spire; Ships rigged out with sails of fire, And blown by the evening air. - J.K. Hoyt, A Summer Sunset Down sank the great red sun, and in golden, glimmering vapors Veiled the light of his face, like the Prophet descending from Sinai. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Evangeline (pt. I, sec. IV) Softly the evening came. The sun from the western horizon Like a magician extended his golden want o'er the landscape; Trinkling vapors arose; and sky and water and forest Seemed all on fire at the touch, and melted and mingled together. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Evangeline (pt. II, sec. II) After a day of cloud and wind and rain Sometimes the setting sun breaks out again, And touching all the darksome woods with light, Smiles on the fields until they laugh and sing, Then like a ruby from the horizon's ring, Drops down into the night. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Hanging of the Crane (pt. VII) And the gilded car of day, His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream. - John Milton, Comus (l. 95) Dipp'd in the hues of sunset, wreath'd in zones, The clouds are resting on their mountain-thrones; One peak alone exalts its glacier crest, A golden paradise, above the rest; Thither the day with lingering steps retires, And in its own blue element expires. - James Montgomery 'Tis sunset: to the firmament serene, The Atlantic wave reflects a gorgeous scene; Broad in the cloudless west a belt of gold Girds the blue hemisphere; above, unroll'd. The keen clear air grows palpable to sight, Imbodied in a flush of crimson light. - James Montgomery Now in his Palace of the West, Sinking to slumber, the bright Day, Like a tired monarch fann'd to rest, 'Mid the cool airs of Evening lay; While round his couch's golden rim The gaudy clouds, like courtiers, crept-- Struggling each other's light to dim, And catch his last smile e'er he slept. - Thomas Moore, The Summer Fete (st. 22) Long on the wave reflected lustres play. - Samuel Rogers, Pleasures of Memory (pt. I, l. 94) Methought little space 'tween those hills intervened, But nearer,--more lofty,--more shaggy they seemed. The clouds o'er their summits they calmly did rest, And hung on the ether's invisible breast; Than the vapours of earth they seemed purer, more bright,-- Oh! could they be clouds? 'Twas the necklace of night. - Bayard Ruskin, The Iteriad--Sunset at Low-Wind The lonely sunsets flare forlorn Down valleys dreadly desolate; The lonely mountains soar in scorn As still as death, as stern as fate. - Robert William Service, The Land God Forgot Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy. - William Shakespeare When the sun sets, who doth not look for night? - William Shakespeare The setting sun, and music at the close, As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last, Writ in remembrance more than things long past. - William Shakespeare, The Tragedy of King Richard the Second (Gaunt at II, i) When clouds are seen wise men put on their cloaks; When great leaves fall then winter is at hand. - William Shakespeare, The Tragedy of King Richard the Third (Third Citizen at II, iii) When clouds are seen, wise men put on their cloaks; When great leaves fall, then winter is at hand; When the sun sets, who doth not look for night? Untimely storms makes men expect a dearth. - William Shakespeare, The Tragedy of King Richard the Third (Third Citizen at II, iii) Displaying page 1 of 2 for this topic: Next >> [1] 2
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