James Russell Lowell Quotes

[L]et light Rise from the chambers of the east, and bring The honey'd dew that cometh on waking day. O radiant morning.

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.

The shadows in the early morning don't tell much. The shadows rest at that time. So it's useless to gaze very early in the day. Around six in the morning the shadows wake up, and they are best around five in the afternoon. Then they are fully awake.

...she woke up in time to see the sun sending up spies ahead of him to mark out the road through the dark. He peeped up over the door sill of the world and made a little foolishness with red.

In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly, but westward, look, the land is bright.

It is not night when I do see your face.

The sun doth shake Light from his locks, and, all the way Breathing perfumes, doth spice the day.

At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear.

Now morn, her rosy steps in th' eastern clime Advancing, sow'd the earth with orient pearl, When Adam wak'd, so custom'd; for his sleep Was aery light, from pure digestion bred.

Sunsets are great. Sunrises are a mixed bag. You either got up way too early or went to bed way too late.

Now the darkness only stays at night time In the morning it will fade away Daylight is good at arriving at the right time No it's not always going to be this grey.

Beauty shall rise with the dawn from the east.

Dawn was breaking over the horizon, shell pink and faintly gold.

The peculiarity of sunrise is to make us laugh at all our terrors of the night, and our laugh is always proportioned to the fear we have had.

Aurora now, fair daughter of the dawn, Sprinkled with rosy light the dewy lawn.

Sitting in the morning sun, I'll be sitting when the evening comes

Remember that each light between sunrise and sunset is worth dying for at least once.

Dor woke again as dawn came. The sun had somehow gotten around to the east, where the land was, and dried off so that it could shine again.

O Earth, O Earth, return! Arise from out the dewy grass; Night is worn; And the morn Rises from the slumbrous mass.

Long live the sun which gives us such beautiful color.

The light of morning decomposes everything.