quotations about morning
Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night
Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight:
And Lo! the Hunter of the East has caught
The Sultan's Turret in a Noose of Light.
EDWARD FITZGERALD
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Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám
Every morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity, and I may say innocence, with Nature herself.
HENRY DAVID THOREAU
Walden
The meek-eyed Morn appears, mother of Dews.
JAMES THOMSON
"Summer", The Seasons
Will't ne'er be morning? Will that promis'd light
Ne'er break, and clear those clouds of night?
Sweet Phosphor, bring the day,
Whose conqu'ring ray
May chase these fogs.
FRANCIS QUARLES
Emblems
A bright morning may bring a dark night.
LEONHARD FUCHS
attributed, Day's Collacon
Daylight is nobody's friend.
God comes in like a landlord
and flashes on his brassy lamp.
ANNE SEXTON
"You All Know the Story of the Other Woman"
Bring me the sunset in a cup,
Reckon the morning's flagons up,
And say how many dew;
Tell me how far the morning leaps,
Tell me what time the weaver sleeps
Who spun the breadths of blue.
EMILY DICKINSON
"Problems"
Morning is an important time of day, because how you spend your morning can often tell you what kind of day you are going to have.
DANIEL HANDLER
as Lemony Snicket, The Blank Book
But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad,
Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Hamlet
I know the morning; I am acquainted with it, and I love it; I love it fresh and see it as it is--a daily new creation, breaking forth and calling all that have life, and breath, and being, to new adoration, new enjoyments, and new gratitude.
DANIEL WEBSTER
letter to Mrs. Paige, April 29, 1847
So fine was the morning except for a streak of wind here and there that the sea and sky looked all one fabric, as if sails were stuck high up in the sky, or the clouds had dropped down into the sea.
VIRGINIA WOOLF
To the Lighthouse
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
The Morning Comes Before the Sun
I saw myself the lambent easy light
Gild the brown horror, and dispel the night.
JOHN DRYDEN
The Hind and the Panther