The time is right to mix sentences with dirt and the sun with punctuation and rain with verbs.
The sun had long since in the lap Of Thetis taken out his nap, And, like a lobster boil'd, the morn From black to red began to turn.Samuel Butler, Hudibras, Part II (1664), Canto II, line 29.
The psycho-analyst infers the monstrous and abnormal from a trifle; it is often safe to reverse the process. If a man dreams that he has committed a sin before which the sun hid his face, it is often safe to conjecture that, in sheer forgetfulness, he wore a red tie, or brown boots with evening dress.arthur machen
There lived a Parsee from whose hat the rays of the sun were reflected in more-than-oriental splendour.1902 Just So Stories,'How the Rhinoceros Got His Skin'.
There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run And the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun Long before the white man and long before the wheel When the green dark forest was too silent to be real... Oh! The song of the future has been sung All the battles have been won On the mountain tops we stand All the world at our command We have opened up the soil with our teardrops and our toilgordon lightfoot
The soul secured in her existence, smiles At the drawn dagger, and defies its point. The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crash of worlds.joseph addison
Of all the trees that grow so fair, Old England to adorn, Greater are none beneath the sun, Than Oak, and Ash, and Thorn.1906 Puck of Pook's Hill,'Tree Song'.
Teach us delight in simple things And mirth that has no bitter springs; Forgiveness free of evil done, And love to all men 'neath the sun!1906 Puck of Pook's Hill,'Children's Song'.
This is a long tough road we have to travel. The men that can do things are going to be sought out just as surely as the sun rises in the morning. Fake reputations, habits of glib and clever speech, and glittering surface performance are going to be discovered.Letter to Vernon Prichard (27 August 1942), published in The Papers of Dwight David Eisenhower (1970) edited by Alfred Dupont Chandler, p. 505
To the earth I gave the earthly tributeOf love, hopes, good and evil;I am ready to begin another life,I am silent and wait: the time has come;I shall leave no brother in this world,And dark and cold embraceMy tired soul;Like a premature fruit, deprived of sap,It withered in the storms of fateUnder the burning sun of existence.mikhail lermontov
It is no use for one to stand in the shade and complain that the sun does not shine upon him. He must come out resolutely on the hot and dusty field where all are compelled to antagonize with stubborn difficulties, and pertinaciously strive until he conquers, if he would deserve to be crowned.elias lyman magoo
O lyric Love, half angel and half bird And all a wonder and a wild desire, Boldest of hearts that ever braved the sun, Took sanctuary within the holier blue, And sang a kindred soul out to his face, Yet human at the red-ripe of the heart When the first summons from the darkling earth Reached thee amid thy chambers, blanched their blue, And bared them of the glory to drop down, To toil for man, to suffer or to die, This is the same voice: can thy soul know change? Hail then, and hearken from the realms of help!Robert Browning
We live in an old chaos of the sun , Or an old dependency of day and night, Or island solitude, unsponsored, free, Of that wide water, inescapable. Deer walk upon our mountains, and quail Whistle about us their spontaneous cries; Sweet berries ripen in the wilderness; And, in the isolation of the sky , At evening, casual flocks of pigeons make Ambiguous undulations as they sink, Downward to darkness, on extended wings.wallace stevens
There is a place, List, daughter! in a black and hollow vault, Where day is never seen; there shines no sun, But flaming horror of consuming fires; A lightless sulphur, choked with smoky fogs Of an infected darkness; in this place Dwell many thousand thousand sundry sorts Of never-dying deaths.Act III, sc. v.
Her cheeks so rare a white was on, No daisy makes comparison; (Who sees them is undone); For streaks of red were mingled there, Such as are on a Cath'rine pear, (The side that's next the sun).Sir John Suckling, A Ballad Upon a Wedding, Stanza 10.