All Quotes by Morning
“The morn is up again, the dewy morn,And glowing into day.”
“I saw myself the lambent easy lightGild the brown horror, and dispel the night.”
“Morning has broken, Fresh from the Word!”
“Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet,With charm of earliest birds.”
“Now morn, her rosy steps in th' eastern climeAdvancing, sow'd the earth with Orient pearl.”
“Morn,Unbarr'd the gates of light.”
“Till morning fairCame forth with pilgrim steps in amice gray.”
“Every morning I’m still alive.”
“But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad,Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill.”
“The day begins to break, and night is fled,Whose pitchy mantle over-veil'd the earth.”
“See how the morning opes her golden gates,Trimm'd like a younker prancing to his love.”
“An hour before the worshipp'd sunPeer'd from the golden window of the east.”
“The grey-ey'd morn smiles on the frowning night,Chequering the eastern clouds with streaks of light.”
“Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund dayStands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops.”
“As when the golden sun salutes the morn,Gallops the zodiac in his glistening coach.”
“The busy day,And dreaming night will hide our joys no longer.”
“No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.”
“This was not judgement day — only morning. Morning: excellent and fair.”
“Morn in the white wake of the morning starCame furrowing all the orient into gold.”
“Rise, happy morn, rise, holy morn,The light that shone when Hope was born.”
“The meek-eyed Morn appears, mother of Dews.”
“The Sun was still in bed, but there was a lightness in the sky over the Hundred Acre Wood which seemed to show that it was waking up and would soon be kicking off its clothes.”
“Sacrament of morning.”
“The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting byAs if they loved to breast the breeze that sweeps the cool clear sky.”
“Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose Petal by petal, leaf by leaf.”
“Awake thee, my Lady-Love! Into thine eyes.”
“The breezy call of incense-breathing morn.”
“Now from the smooth deep ocean-stream the sunSmote the surrounding fields.”
“In saffron-colored mantle from the tidesTo gods and men.”
“The Morn! she is the source of sighs,The same calm quiet look she had.”
“The blessed morn has come again; Away, away!”
“I have heard the mavis singing To the rose just newly born.”
“Hues of the rich unfolding morn,Around his path are taught to swell.”
“A fine morning,I have seen better and I have seen worse.”
“Far off I hear the crowing of the cocks,Feel the fresh breathing of To-morrow creep.”
“Like pearlUpon the bashful rose.”
“Under the opening eyelids of the morn.”
“Flames in the forehead of the morning sky.”
“When did morning ever break,And find such beaming eyes awake?”
“Hadn't he been blowing kisses to Earth millions of years before I was born?”
“Bright chanticleer proclaims the dawnAnd spangles deck the thorn.”
“If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea.”
“At length the morn and cold indifference came.”
“Clothing the palpable and familiarWith golden exhalations of the dawn.”
“But with the morning cool reflection came.”
“But with the morning cool repentance came.”
“Hail, gentle Dawn! mild blushing goddess, hail!And orient pearls from ev'ry shrub depend.”
“Now the frosty stars are gone:Through his vestibule of Day.”
“And yonder fly his scattered golden arrows,And smite the hills with day.”
“There in the windy flood of morning Swept as a sea-bird out to sea.”
“The yellow fog came creeping downLoomed like a bubble o'er the town.”
“And the fresh air of incense-breathing mornShall wooingly embrace it.”