Quotes
Quotes about Sun
O star on the breast of the river!
O marvel of bloom and grace!
Did you fall right down from heaven,
Out of the sweetest place?
You are white as the thoughts of an angel,
Your heart is steeped in the sun;
Did you grow in the Golden City,
My pure and radiant one?"
"Nay, nay, I fell not out of heaven;
None gave me my saintly white;
It slowly grew from the darkness,
Down in the dreary night.
From the ooze of the silent river,
I win my glory and grace,
White souls fall not, O my poet,
They rise to the sweetest place."
Unthinking, idle, wild, and young,
I laugh'd and danc'd and talk'd and sung.
I saw two clouds at morning
Tinged by the rising sun,
And in the dawn they floated on
And mingled into one.
We have been friends together
In sunshine and in shade.
Oh would I were a boy again,
When life seemed formed of sunny years,
And all the heart then knew of pain
Was wept away in transient tears!
When the sun's last rays are fading
Into twilight soft and dim.
Note 15.In the Preface to Mr. Nichols's work on Autographs, among other albums noticed by him as being in the British Museum is that of David Krieg, with James Bobart's autograph (Dec. 8, 1697) and the verses,--
Virtus sui gloria.
"Think that day lost whose descending sun
Views from thy hand no noble action done."
Bobart died about 1726. He was a son of the celebrated botanist of that name. The verses are given as an early instance of their use.
Pompey bade Sylla recollect that more worshipped the rising than the setting sun.
When Alexander asked Diogenes whether he wanted anything, "Yes," said he, "I would have you stand from between me and the sun."
When Darius offered him ten thousand talents, and to divide Asia equally with him, "I would accept it," said Parmenio, "were I Alexander." "And so truly would I," said Alexander, "if I were Parmenio." But he answered Darius that the earth could not bear two suns, nor Asia two kings.
He [Tiberius] upbraided Macro, in no obscure and indirect terms, "with forsaking the setting sun and turning to the rising."
How many, once lauded in song, are given over to the forgotten; and how many who sung their praises are clean gone long ago!
When a man reproached him for going into unclean places, he said, "The sun too penetrates into privies, but is not polluted by them."
Why may not a goose say thus: "All the parts of the universe I have an interest in: the earth serves me to walk upon, the sun to light me; the stars have their influence upon me; I have such an advantage by the winds and such by the waters; there is nothing that yon heavenly roof looks upon so favourably as me. I am the darling of Nature! Is it not man that keeps and serves me?"
Let me leap out of the frying-pan into the fire; or, out of God's blessing into the warm sun.
Let us make hay while the sun shines.
Neither the sun nor death can be looked at with a steady eye.
The richest monarch in the Christian world;
The sun in my own dominions never sets.
They tell me every day is there
Not more nor less than Sunday gay;
In shining robes and garments fair
The people walk upon their way.
One gazes there on castle walls
As grand as those of Babylon,
A bishop and two generals!
What joy to be in Carcassonne!
Ah! might I but see Carcassonne!
I fall back dazzled at beholding myself all rosy red,
At having, I myself, caused the sun to rise.
The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
There is no new thing under the sun.
Truly the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun.
But unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in his wings.
What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder.
