And by the bright track of his fiery car, 13 The sun hath made his journal greeting to 14 24-v. 3. 5-iv. 3. See how the morning opes her golden gates, 15 Look, love, what envious streaks 23-ii. 1. Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: 16 35-iii. 5. Look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill. 36-i. 1. 17 The morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness. 1-v. 1. 18 Look, the unfolding star calls up the shepherd. 19 Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, 5-iv. 2. And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold. Antipodes. Poems. † Aurora takes for a time her farewell of the sun, when she dismisses him to his diurnal course. 20 The wolves have prey'd and look, the gentle day, 21 Night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast, 22 This morning, like the spirit of a youth 23 The glowworm shows the matin to be near, 24. 6-v. 3. 7-iii. 2. 30-iv. 4. The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, 25 The day begins to break, and night is fled, 26 36-i. 5. 36-i. 1. 21—ii. 2. Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin 31-ii. 3. 27 Look, how the sun begins to set; How ugly night comes breathing at his heels: Even with the vail and dark'ning of the sun, To close the day up, life is done. * Night--dragon wing. 26-v. 9. 28 How still the evening is, As hush'd on purpose to grace harmony! 29 Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood. 30 6-ii. 3. 15-iii. 2. The silent hours steal on, And flaky darkness breaks within the east. 31 24-v. 3. The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day: To gain the timely inn. 32 15-iii. 3. This night, methinks, is but the daylight sick, It looks a little paler: 'tis a day, Such as the day is, when the sun is hid. 33 9-v. 1. Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their prey do rouse. 34 By the clock 'tis day, 15-iii. 2. And yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp: 35 very 15-ii. 4. late; Look, the world's comforter, with weary gait, Poems. 36 Swift, swift, you dragons of the night!-that dawning May bare the raven's eye. 37 The gaudy, babbling, and remorseful day 31-ii. 2. And now loud-howling wolves arouse the jades, Who with their drowsy, slow, and flagging wings, 38 Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds, 39 Sable Night, mother of Dread and Fear, 40 22-iv. 1. 35-iii. 2. The dragon wing of night o'erspreads the earth. 41 Now the hungry lion roars, And the wolf behowls the moon ; Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, Now the wasted brands do glow, Poems. 26-v. 9. Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, That the graves, all gaping wide, By the triple Hecate's team, 7-v. 2. 42 The crickets sing, and man's o'er-labour'd sense Repairs itself by rest. 31-ii. 2. 43 Civil night, Thou sober-suited matron, all in black. 35-iii. 2. 44 The bat hath flown His cloister'd flight; The shard-borne beetle, with his drowsy hums, 45 15-iii. 2. That when the searching eye of heaven is hid The cloak of night being pluck'd from off their backs, 46 17-iii. 2. Jove's lightnings, the precursors O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary 47 We often see against some storm, A silence in the heavens, the rack* stand still, 36-ii. 2. * Light clouds. |