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Alfred, the Great
When the Sun Clearest shineth Serenest in the heaven, Quickly are obscured All over the earth Other stars.
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David Garrick
Let others hail the rising sun: I bow to that whose course is run.
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Francis Bacon
The sun, which passeth through pollutions and itself remains as pure as before.
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Frederic William Farrar
Such words fall to often on our cold and careless ears with the triteness of long familiarity; but to Octavia . . . they seemed to be written in sunbeams.
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James Macpherson
Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the morning.
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James Macpherson
Whence are thy beams, O sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest forth, in thy awful beauty; the stars hide themselves in the sky; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western waves. But thou, thyself, movest alone.
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John Dryden
The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature's eye.
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John Jortin
The great duties of life are written with a sunbeam.
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Nathaniel Lee
When the sun sets, shadows, that showed at noon But small, appear most long and terrible.
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Philip James Bailey
See the gold sunshine patching, And streaming and streaking across The gray-green oaks; and catching, By its soft brown beard, the moss.
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Thomas Hood
Father of rosy day, No more thy clouds of incense rise; But waking flow'rs, At morning hours, Give out their sweets to meet thee in the skies.
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Thomas Hood
She stood breast-high amid the corn, Clasp'd by the golden light of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sun, Who many a glowing kiss had won.
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