"Morn" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... know what thou meanest, Fritz, and that it is none of my business to be thrusting my finger into the Baron's dish. But to hear the way that dear little child spoke when she was here this morn—it would have moved a heart of stone to hear her tell of all his pretty talk. Thou wilt try to let the red-beard know that that poor boy, his son, is sick to death in the black ...
— Otto of the Silver Hand • Howard Pyle
... shall ye, said Sir Launcelot, on Whitsunday next coming go unto the court of King Arthur, and there shall ye yield you unto Queen Guenever, and put you all three in her grace and mercy, and say that Sir Kay sent you thither to be her prisoners. On the morn Sir Launcelot arose early, and left Sir Kay sleeping; and Sir Launcelot took Sir Kay's armor and his shield and armed him, and so he went to the stable and took his horse, and took his leave of his host, and so he ...
— Innocents abroad • Mark Twain
... with thoughts and feelings of a romantic cast. Owing to the nature of the stock kept on the farm, it was my destiny day after day to be out among the mountains during the whole summer season from early morn till the fall of even. But the long summer days, whether clear or cloudy, never seemed long to me—I never wearied among the wilds. My flocks being hirsled, as it is expressed, required vigilance: but, if this was judiciously maintained, the task was for the most part ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume IV. - The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century • Various
... children had raced a long time, they came back to Chew-chew for another story. And this time she told them stories about the men of their own clan. They often chased the animals from early morn until noon. At first they got very tired when they went on a long chase. But the more they practiced running, the better they hunted ...
— The Later Cave-Men • Katharine Elizabeth Dopp
... goes into the closet, Letter-blocks go there too; Wait till the morn for the cow in the corn, And the horn of ...
— St. Nicholas Magazine for Boys and Girls, V. 5, April 1878 - Scribner's Illustrated • Various
... wou'd this be? Here is the Curate and three old Women coming to Church; what think you if for fear of frighting Fools, we laid by these winding Sheets in my Tomb, and walk'd in Fresco, in the Deanery-Garden, and enjoy'd this bright Morn. ...
— A Dialogue Between Dean Swift and Tho. Prior, Esq. • Anonymous
... is darkest before the morn." In Percival's case this was true, for the next day brought a new interest and hope. A letter came from Godfrey Hammond, through which he glanced wearily till he came to a paragraph about the Lisles: ...
— Lippincott's Magazine, Vol. 22, August, 1878 • Various
... gone when Beauty bright My heart's charm wove! When my dream of life, from morn till night, Was love, still love! New hope may bloom, And days may come, Of milder, calmer beam, But there's nothing half so sweet in life As Love's young dream! No, there's nothing half so sweet in life As Love's ...
— Peg O' My Heart • J. Hartley Manners
... Whatever invokes the stereotype is judged with the appropriate sentiment. Except where we deliberately keep prejudice in suspense, we do not study a man and judge him to be bad. We see a bad man. We see a dewy morn, a blushing maiden, a sainted priest, a humorless Englishman, a dangerous Red, a carefree bohemian, a lazy Hindu, a wily Oriental, a dreaming Slav, a volatile Irishman, a greedy Jew, a 100% American. In the workaday world that is often the real judgment, long in advance of the evidence, ...
— Public Opinion • Walter Lippmann
... night the thirsty beach has listening lain, With patience dumb, Counting the slow, sad moments of her pain; Now morn has come, And with the ...
— Verses • Susan Coolidge
... they wake, Merry that it is morn, My flowers from a hundred cribs Will peep, and ...
— Poems: Three Series, Complete • Emily Dickinson
... thorn? Then count it not a whit! Man is well done with it; Soon as he's born He should all means essay To put the plague away; And I, war-worn, Poor captured fugitive, My life most gladly give - I might have had to live Another morn! ...
— Songs of a Savoyard • W. S. Gilbert
... called bouradi by the Indians (which means nose), the other scirou. They seem partial to each other's company, and often resort to the same feeding-tree and retire together to the same shady noon-day retreat. They are very noisy in rainy weather at all hours of the day, and in fair weather at morn and eve. The sound which the bouradi makes is like the clear yelping of a puppy-dog, and you fancy he says "pia-po-o-co," and thus the ...
— Wanderings In South America • Charles Waterton
... feeding her new friend herself, Stas cut for her from a young bifurcated fig tree something in the shape of a pitchfork in order to make it easier for her to shove down the supplies to the bottom of the ravine. The elephant trumpeted from morn, evidently calling for his refreshments, and when afterwards he beheld on the brink that same little white being who had fed him the previous day, he greeted her with a joyful gurgle and at once stretched out his trunk towards ...
— In Desert and Wilderness • Henryk Sienkiewicz
... the shadows are beginning to lengthen towards the night, which, whether there be a following morn or no, is the night, and spreads out the wings of darkness. And still as it approaches the more aware grows the man of a want that differs from any feeling I have already sought to describe—a sense of insecurity, in no wise the same as the doubt of life beyond the grave—a ...
— A Dish Of Orts • George MacDonald
... one morn as I lay In a garden with flowers teeming. On an island I lay in a mystical bay, In the dream that I dreamed I ...
— Black Beetles in Amber • Ambrose Bierce
... Bly, you have been grievously tormented; yet little worse is your case than my own. My cattle are bewitched and die. The witches hurl balls at them from any distance, which strike them, and they shrink and die at once. The other morn I had salted my cows, when one suddenly showed strange signs of illness and soon fell on her side and did die. Neighbor Towne, who witnessed it, said the poor beast was struck with a witch ball. He says they gather the hair from the back of the afflicted beasts and, making a ball of ...
— The Witch of Salem - or Credulity Run Mad • John R. Musick
... to those happy Spanish sailors who on that October morn of 1492 at last planted their feet on terra firma. To explore the little island did not take long. They found it to be full of green trees and strange luscious fruits. There were no beasts, large or small, ...
— Christopher Columbus • Mildred Stapley
... were planted on the plain That broaden'd toward the base of Camelot, Far off they saw the silver-misty morn Rolling her smoke about the Royal mount, That rose between the forest and the field. At times the summit of the high city flash'd; At times the spires and turrets half-way down Pricked through the mist; at times the ...
— Normandy, Complete - The Scenery & Romance Of Its Ancient Towns • Gordon Home
... "Bobbies," all forlorn, called on by the man unshaven, unshorn, aroused from his sleep in the early morn, by the dog who barked at the ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 104, February 25, 1893 • Various
... and sunlit morn, I rise refreshed and finely fettled Your cue is not to cheer but warn: "The further ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 159, September 29th, 1920 • Various
... beside me stands A soldier, lean and brown, with restless hands, And eyes that stare unkindling on the life And rapture of green hills and glistening morn: He comes from Flanders home to his dead wife, And I, from England, to my ...
— Miscellany of Poetry - 1919 • Various
... appearance of the country in all directions was delightful. The faint eastern blush of early morn, threw a mild, refreshing light over ...
— The Stranger in France • John Carr
... morn—the Greeks in Troy, And loud therein the voice of utter wail! Within one cup pour vinegar and oil, And look! unblent, unreconciled, they war. So in the twofold issue of the strife Mingle the victor's shout, the captives' moan. For all the conquered whom the ...
— The House of Atreus • AEschylus
... friend Elizabeth! A grave demeanor goes with Quaker bonnets! (Laughs.) Yes, yes, I'll serve your printer, play hostess, or aught else that will please you, and you can call me when 'tis time to leave him. (Throws off her cloak, and sits by hearth on footstool.) La! such a day! This very morn I saw the strangest sight! I went to the door to get a breath of air, and as I stood there what should I see approaching down the street but a lad with dusty clothes and bulging pockets—nay, wait, Elizabeth! ...
— Patriotic Plays and Pageants for Young People • Constance D'Arcy Mackay
... carried the Princess Hebe in his arms, followed the queen's painful steps; and seeing the day begin to break, he begged her, if possible, to hasten on to a wood which was not far off, where it was likely she might find a place of safety. But the afflicted queen, at the sight of the opening morn (which once used to fill her mind with rising joy) burst into a flood of tears, and, quite overcome with grief and fatigue, cast herself on the ground, crying out in the most affecting manner, 'The end of my misfortunes is at hand. My weary limbs will no longer support me. ...
— The Governess - The Little Female Academy • Sarah Fielding
... tribunal of penitence, and, speaking in the presence of God, canst find naught of evil to reveal to me, so wholly have I kept thy soul in the pure regions of heaven? What, then, could offend our Creator? Perhaps—yes! perhaps some spirit of heaven may have envied me my happiness when on Easter morn I saw thee kneeling before me, purified by long austerities from the slight stain which original sin had left in thee! Beautiful, indeed, wert thou! Thy glance sought thy God in heaven, and my trembling hand held His image to thy pure lips, which human lip had never ...
— Serge Panine • Georges Ohnet
... cloisters of the Albany, in which the fog was lingering, the newspaper on his breakfast- table, full of rumoured particulars of his grandfather's will, which had of course been duly digested by all who knew him. What a contrast to St. Genevieve! To the bright, bracing morn of that merry Christmas! That radiant and cheerful scene, and those gracious and beaming personages, seemed another world and order of beings to the one he now inhabited, and the people with whom he must now commune. The Great Seal indeed! It was the wild excitement of despair, ...
— Coningsby • Benjamin Disraeli
... said Sam, always more honest than soft-spoken. "He's just as ill as a bit lassie—fair frichtened o' his auld uncle, now he is deid, that ne'er did him a bawbee's worth o' harm while he was alive. My mither says she's vara sure he'll be here the morn, begging and praying ye to tak' him in and keep him safe frae his puir auld uncle's ghaist. Hech, sirs! I'll ghaist him, gin' ...
— Out in the Forty-Five - Duncan Keith's Vow • Emily Sarah Holt
... any one of mortals shalt thou see;[8] but slowly scorched by the bright blaze of the sun thou shalt lose the bloom of thy complexion; and to thee joyous shall night in spangled robe[9] veil the light; and the sun again disperse the hoar-frost of the morn; and evermore shall the pain of the present evil waste thee; for no one yet born shall release thee. Such fruits hast thou reaped from thy friendly disposition to mankind. For thou, a god, not crouching beneath the wrath of the gods, hast imparted to mortals honors ...
— Prometheus Bound and Seven Against Thebes • Aeschylus
... praise shall rise, O Saviour of the world, to Thee; And while I bow, will lift mine eyes, Unconquered Might, Thy face to see; At eve, at morn, at noon, alway, All blessing Lord, to ...
— Hymns from the Greek Office Books - Together with Centos and Suggestions • John Brownlie
... girl became insane and had to be confined in La Salpetriere. She died there. From morn to night, and from night to morn, she would gibber: ...
— The Memoirs of Victor Hugo • Victor Hugo
... poor man. What right had he to offer consolation? He said nothing, but inwardly prayed that the storm might pass over and all would be brighter than the May morn. ...
— Marguerite Verne • Agatha Armour
... Shokujo and Kingen to one another was a great love. With its awakening, Shokujo forsook her former occupations, nor did she any longer labor industriously at the loom, but laughed, and danced, and sang, and made merry from morn till night. The Sun-King was sorely grieved, for he had not foreseen so great a change. Anger was in his eyes, and he said, "Kingen is surely the cause of this, therefore I will banish him to the other side of the ...
— Young Folks Treasury, Volume 2 (of 12) • Various
... my father's fortune were so good As but to be about this happy place! 'Tis not so happy: yet, when we parted last, He said he would attend me in the morn. Then, gentle Sleep, where'er his body rests, Give charge to Morpheus that he may dream A golden dream, and of [55] the sudden wake, [56] Come and receive the ...
— The Jew of Malta • Christopher Marlowe
... the work uphold, Gold was the beam, the wheels were orbed with gold. The spokes in rows of silver pleased the sight, The seat with party-coloured gems was bright; 130 Apollo shined amid the glare of light. The youth with secret joy the work surveys; When now the morn disclosed her purple rays; The stars were fled; for Lucifer had chased The stars away, and fled himself at last. Soon as the father saw the rosy morn, And the moon shining with a blunter horn, He bid the nimble Hours without delay Bring forth the steeds; the nimble Hours obey: From their full ...
— The Poetical Works of Addison; Gay's Fables; and Somerville's Chase • Joseph Addison, John Gay, William Sommerville
... at the girl's hand. "I declare, if you don't resist this growing drowsiness you will go down in history as the 'Eighth Sleeper,' and will be left snoring on resurrection morn." ...
— Yolanda: Maid of Burgundy • Charles Major
... the pearl-embroidered kauk from the head of the Sultan—"thou hast laid the command upon me to discover and acquaint thee with what further befell Guel-Bejaze after she had been cast forth from thy harem. From morn to eve, and again from eve to morning, I have been searching from house to house, making inquiries, listening with all my ears, mingling among the chapmen of the bazaars disguised as one of themselves, inducing them to speak, and ferreting about generally, till, at last, I have got to ...
— Halil the Pedlar - A Tale of Old Stambul • Mr Jkai
... touch, Or any washing teeth to shine o'er much, Yet thy incessant grin I would not see, 15 For naught than laughter silly sillier be. Thou Celtiber art, in Celtiberia born, Where man who's urined therewith loves a-morn His teeth and ruddy gums to scour and score; So the more polisht are your teeth, the more 20 Argue they ...
— The Carmina of Caius Valerius Catullus • Caius Valerius Catullus
... been disperate doings last night up at the house. We were all hearing, in the morn yesterday, as how Miss Anty and Mr Martin, God bless him!—were to make a match of it,—as why wouldn't they, ma'am? for wouldn't Mr Martin make her a tidy, dacent, ...
— The Kellys and the O'Kellys • Anthony Trollope
... sulky a day as ever glouted in an English sky. The "young morn" came picking her way from the east, leading with her a dripping, draggled May, instead of Milton's ...
— Records of a Girlhood • Frances Anne Kemble
... works as hard as ad-a-mant (That's very hard, they say). She has no time to gal-li-vant; She has no time to play. Let Fido chase his tail all day; Let Kitty play at tag: She has no time to throw a-way, She has no tail to wag. She scurries round from morn till night; She ne-ver, ne-ver sleeps; She seiz-es ev-ery-thing in sight, And drags it home with all her might, And ...
— A Child's Primer Of Natural History • Oliver Herford
... great relief to Plantagenet, for it secured him solitude. He would lie awake for hours, indulging in sweet and unconscious reveries, and brooding over the future morn, that always brought happiness. All that he used to sigh for, was to be Lady Annabel's son; were he Venetia's brother, then he was sure he never should be for a moment unhappy; that parting from Cherbury, ...
— Venetia • Benjamin Disraeli
... the face of earth, and dri'd the wet From drooping plant, or dropping tree; the birds, Who all things now beheld more fresh and green, After a night of storm so ruinous, Clear'd up their choicest notes in bush and spray To gratulate the sweet return of morn." ...
— Pages from a Journal with Other Papers • Mark Rutherford
... lov'st me then, Steal forth thy father's house to-morrow night, And in the wood, a league without the town, Where I did meet thee once with Helena To do observance to a morn of May, There will ...
— Shakespeare's Christmas Gift to Queen Bess • Anna Benneson McMahan
... of the tossels of the corn, And the raspin' of the tangled leaves, as golden as the morn; The stubble in the furries—kindo' lonesome-like, but still A-preachin' sermuns to us of the barns they growed to fill; The strawstack in the medder, and the reaper in the shed; The hosses in theyr stalls below—the clover overhead!— O, it sets my hart a-clickin' ...
— Riley Farm-Rhymes • James Whitcomb Riley
... shame. At the terrific assault on Fort Hudson, General Banks reported they answered "every expectation; no troops could have been more daring." General Butler tells of his transformation from a war Democrat to a radical. Riding out at early morn to view the battlefield, where a few hours before shot and shell flew thick and fast, skillfully guiding his horse, that hoofs should not profane the sacred dead, he there saw in sad confusion where lay the white and black soldier, who had gone down together. The ...
— Shadow and Light - An Autobiography with Reminiscences of the Last and Present Century • Mifflin Wistar Gibbs
... its richest store, The balm for sorrow's inward thorn, The hope, that, gladd'ning more and more, Out-brighten'd all the springs of morn. ...
— Fray Luis de Leon - A Biographical Fragment • James Fitzmaurice-Kelly
... good night's rest Jack woke his master in early morn, and having furnished him well with gold and silver from the giant's treasure, bade him ride three miles forward on his journey. So when Jack judged that the Prince was pretty well out of the smell of the giant, he took the key and let his prisoner out. He was half dead ...
— English Fairy Tales • Flora Annie Steel
... the Universal Spirit came To all the churches, not to one alone. On Pentecostal morn a tongue of flame Round each apostle ...
— The Rosicrucian Mysteries • Max Heindel
... long in rural hamlets pent, (Where squires and parsons deep potations make, With lengthen'd tale of fox, or timid hare, Or antler'd stag, sore vext by hound and horn), Forth issuing on a winter's morn, to reach In chaise or coach the London Babylon Remote, from each thing met conceives delight;— Or cab, or car, or evening muffin-bell, Or lamps—each city-sight, ...
— Sydney Smith • George W. E. Russell
... And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn; God's in his heaven— All's right ...
— The Evolution of Expression Vol. I • Charles Wesley Emerson
... with your uncle, of a pressing nature," he called back. "I will just take a look through Oban, the night and the morn's morn." ...
— The Sleuth of St. James's Square • Melville Davisson Post
... and with rod Endowed you, bade your fortune lead Forever by the crooks of Tweed, Forever by the woods of song And lands that to the Muse belong; Or if in peopled streets, or in The abhorred pedantic sanhedrim, It should be yours to wander, still Airs of the morn, airs of the hill, The plovery Forest and the seas That break about the Hebrides, Should follow over field and plain And find you at the window pane; And you again see hill and peel, And the bright springs gush at your heel. So went the fiat forth, ...
— Underwoods • Robert Louis Stevenson
... the festival. Possibly the hermits—who had been with us for several days in silence—divined my thoughts. At all events, one of them presently broke into a song—the first Hylocichla note of the year. Never was voice more beautiful. Like the poet's dream, it "left my after-morn content." ...
— Birds in the Bush • Bradford Torrey
... Sunday morn; And preacher say to Nap: "Now, yust so sure sum yu ban born, Yu're going to fall in trap. Ef yu got any vork to du, Yust chuse some oder day." But Nap say, "To the voods vith yu! ...
— The Norsk Nightingale - Being the Lyrics of a "Lumberyack" • William F. Kirk
... the whole house and grounds put into perfect order, all at his own expense. The fair young Viola Cameron and the brave Lord Alasdair were to be married on a certain day early in December. All went merry as a marriage bell. But, alas! tragedy was at the door, and early on the wedding morn Lord Alasdair was found cold and dead in the deep lake which formed such a feature of the property. How he died no one could tell; but die he did with life so fair and bright before him, and the girl he loved putting on her wedding clothes for the happy ceremony. ...
— Hollyhock - A Spirit of Mischief • L. T. Meade
... room, Through which the winds swing censers of perfume, And where deep blackberries spread miles of fruit;— A splendid feast, that stayed the ploughboy's foot When to the tasseling acres of the corn He drove his team, fresh in the primrose morn; And from the liberal banquet, nature lent, Took dewy handfuls as he whistling went.— A boy once more I stand with sunburnt feet And watch the harvester sweep down the wheat; Or laze with warm limbs in the unstacked straw Nearby the thresher, whose insatiate ...
— Myth and Romance - Being a Book of Verses • Madison Cawein
... there, ere pass'd to distant climes, On Sabbath morn his early mates would meet; There list the chant of the familiar chimes, And the fond glance of young affection greet. There, too, at eve—before the twilight grey Led the dark hours, when sprites are wont to walk— With his ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine — Vol. 56, No. 346, August, 1844 • Various
... so late, that the early morn was beginning to gild the horizon before Mrs. Hamilton had seen her agitated child placed in bed, and persuaded her to compose her spirits and invite sleep. Fondly her mother watched beside her till the grey dawn had penetrated ...
— The Mother's Recompense, Volume I. - A Sequel to Home Influence in Two Volumes. • Grace Aguilar
... them run forth at early morn with valorous steps: but the feet of their knowledge became weary, and now do they malign even ...
— Thus Spake Zarathustra - A Book for All and None • Friedrich Nietzsche
... offer thee this hand, which often Thou hast pressed upon the morn of battle, when We knew not if we e'er should meet again: Wilt press it now once more, and give to me Thy faith that thou wilt be defense and guard Of these poor women, till they are returned ...
— Modern Italian Poets • W. D. Howells
... lads as used to stand about th' town-end an' lean ower th' bridge, spittin' into th' beck o' a Sunday, would call after me, 'Sitha, Learoyd, when's ta bean to preach, 'cause we're comin' to hear tha.'—'Ho'd tha jaw. He hasn't getten th' white choaker on ta morn,' another lad would say, and I had to double my fists hard i' th' bottom of my Sunday coat, and say to mysen, 'If 'twere Monday and I warn't a member o' the Primitive Methodists, I'd leather all th' lot of yond'.' That was th' hardest of all—to know that ...
— Indian Tales • Rudyard Kipling
... the endless plain, Out of the night forlorn Rises a faint refrain, A song of the day to be born— Watch, oh watch till ye find again Life and the land of morn. ...
— Poems: New and Old • Henry Newbolt
... wrong. I am thy husband—nay, thou need'st not shudder!— Here, at thy feet, I lay a husband's rights. A marriage thus unholy—unfulfill'd— A bond of fraud—is, by the laws of France, Made void and null. To-night sleep—sleep in peace. To-morrow, pure and virgin as this morn I bore thee, bathed in blushes, from the shrine, Thy father's arms shall take thee to thy home. The law shall do thee justice, and restore Thy right to bless another with thy love. And when them art happy, and hast half forgot Him ...
— Standard Selections • Various
... these molds! But I proceed. The young woman's chin was tilted, and Warburton could tell by the dilated nostrils that she was breathing in the gale with all the joy of living, filling her healthy lungs with it as that rare daughter of the Cyprian Isle might have done as she sprang that morn from the jeweled Mediterranean spray, that ...
— The Man on the Box • Harold MacGrath
... plant, Safe in the conduct of my friendly string, A firm foot forward still, till he had reach'd His poor seat on some stone, nigh where the tide Of passers-by in thickest confluence flow'd: To whom with loud and passionate laments From morn to eve his dark estate he wail'd. Nor wail'd to all in vain: some here and there, The well-disposed and good, their pennies gave. I meantime at his feet obsequious slept; Not all-asleep in sleep, but heart and ear ...
— The Works of Charles Lamb in Four Volumes, Volume 4 • Charles Lamb
... drank with fervor. "My makee holee thliss morn'," he said gladly. "Makee Napoleon more happy." Sincerity is not a matter of broken English or a drink of rum; the poor old grandfather of the Little Corporal's namesake believed earnestly that Napoleon would improve by his sacramental offering. He, like most Marquesans, took the ...
— White Shadows in the South Seas • Frederick O'Brien
... frenzy of haste for which adequate explanation was not far to seek. Each day the snow-line crept farther down the bleak, rock-shouldered peaks, and gale followed gale, with sleet and slush and snow, and in the eddies and quiet places young ice formed and thickened through the fleeting hours. And each morn, toil- stiffened men turned wan faces across the lake to see if the freeze-up had come. For the freeze-up heralded the death of their hope—the hope that they would be floating down the swift river ere navigation closed on the chain ...
— The Faith of Men • Jack London
... with the French Captain commanding the battery of 75's now dug in close to the old Fort, where General d'Amade sleeps, or rather, is supposed to sleep. Here is the noisiest spot on God's earth. Not only do the 75's blaze away merrily from morn till dewy eve, and again from dewy eve till morn, to a tune that turns our gunners green with envy, but the enemy are not slow in replying, and although they have not yet exactly found the little beggars (most cunningly concealed with green ...
— Gallipoli Diary, Volume I • Ian Hamilton
... planted their bridal trees. These trees were no longer living; but they had been when father was a boy, and every spring bedecked themselves in blossom as delicately tinted as Elizabeth King's face when she walked through the old south meadow in the morn ...
— The Story Girl • Lucy Maud Montgomery
... "it's not right that you-should recklessly broach the subject of living or dying at this early morn! If you say yea, it's yea; and nay, it's nay; what use is there ...
— Hung Lou Meng, Book II • Cao Xueqin
... were on the downgrade as regards weather. Our captain opined that there had been a hurricane of sorts to south-east, out Madagascar way. We were in the troughs of a mighty swell that grew in might till the third morn of its reign was over. In the mad tilting of my cabin floor, and the scuffling of my cabin accessories, that last morning, the unseen and unheard presence that I was now growing used to, reclined unperturbed. Elsewhere I would forget it lightly enough, as soon as ever ...
— Cinderella in the South - Twenty-Five South African Tales • Arthur Shearly Cripps
... conclusion that life without George Le Grande would be tasteless, and resolved then and there to yield to his entreaties and fly from my solemn bridegroom. But my mind was wavering, and I kept putting it off until the very night before my marriage morn that was to be. We left the city by a midnight train, and after travelling until morning we stopped at a country village—really I forget the name, if I ever knew it—and were married in a little country church by a dull, ...
— Medoline Selwyn's Work • Mrs. J. J. Colter
... there came A dozen youths of rank, Who in their eager search for fame From no adventure shrank; But, with the lightness of their race That hardship laughs to scorn, Pursued the pleasures of the chase 'Till night from early morn. ...
— Fleurs de lys and other poems • Arthur Weir
... the peacock's plumes adorn, Yet horror screams from his discordant throat. Rise, sons of harmony, and hail the morn, While warbling larks on russet pinions float; Or seek, at noon, the woodland scene remote, Where the grey linnets carol from the hill. O let them ne'er, with artificial note, To please a tyrant, strain the ...
— The Minstrel; or the Progress of Genius - with some other poems • James Beattie
... will; I have you through the days! A flit or hold you still, And perch you where you list On what wrist, - You are mine through the times! I have caught you fast for ever in a tangle of sweet rhymes. And in your young maiden morn, You may scorn, But you must be Bound and sociate to me; With this thread from out the tomb my dead hand shall ...
— Sister Songs • Francis Thompson
... am the rain that comes at night, When all in slumber is folded light— Save one by weary vigils worn Who counteth the drops unto the morn." ...
— Love's Pilgrimage • Upton Sinclair
... "From morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day; and with the setting sun Dropped from the zenith, like a falling star, On ...
— TITLE • AUTHOR
... chanced that on an autumn morn, King Priam sought a goodly bull to slay In memory of his child, no sooner born Than midst the lonely mountains cast away, To die ere scarce he had beheld the day; And Priam's men came wandering afar To that green pool where by the flocks ...
— Helen of Troy • Andrew Lang
... interest was that the 25 malice was reciprocal. Thus far the parties met upon equal terms; but that equality only sharpened the sense of their dire inequality as to other circumstances. The Bashkirs were ready to fight "from morn till dewy eve." The Kalmucks, on the contrary, were always obliged to 30 run. Was it from their enemies as creatures whom they feared? No; but towards their friends—towards that final haven of China—as what was hourly implored ...
— De Quincey's Revolt of the Tartars • Thomas De Quincey
... when in Sharon's Field the blushing Rose Does its chaste Bosom to the Morn disclose, Whilst all around the Zephyrs bear The fragrant Odours thro' the Air: Or as the Lilly in the shady Vale, Does o'er each Flower with beauteous Pride prevail, And stands with Dews and kindest Sun-shine ...
— The Spectator, Volumes 1, 2 and 3 - With Translations and Index for the Series • Joseph Addison and Richard Steele
... Must ever the morn return? Is there no end to the sovereignty of earth? Unhallowed occupation breaks the heavenly pinion of the Night. Shall the secret offering of love at no time burn for ever? To the Light is its period allotted; but beyond time and space ...
— Peter Schlemihl etc. • Chamisso et. al.
... One morn, as the maid from her casement inclin'd, Pass'd a youth, with a frame in his hand. The casement she clos'd—not the eye of her mind; For, do all she could, no, she could not be blind; Still before her ...
— The Sylphs of the Season with Other Poems • Washington Allston
... was clearly demented and must be humoured. "Well, you must wait till the morn's morning. It's very near dark now, and those are two ugly customers wandering about yonder. You'd better sleep ...
— Huntingtower • John Buchan
... the water; and that's aye a solatium, as we say. If I am to be robbit, I would like to be robbit wi' decent folk; and no' think o' my bonnie clean siller dirling among jads and dicers. ('Faith, William, the mair I think on't, the mair I'm o' Mr. Leslie's mind. Come the night, or come the morn, and I'se gie ye my free permission, and lend ye a hand in at ...
— The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson, Volume XV • Robert Louis Stevenson
... twenty-five miles wide. Captain Ommanney and myself ascended an elevated mass of table-land, and looked upon the wide-spread wintry scene. Landward, to the south, and far over the rugged and frozen sea, all was death-like and silent as the grave: we felt we might have been the first since "creation's morn" to have looked upon it; the very hills were still clothed in their winter's livery, and the eye could not detect the line of demarkation between land and sea. The frozen foot-prints of a musk-ox excited our curiosity, as being the first and only ones we had seen, ...
— Stray Leaves from an Arctic Journal; • Sherard Osborn
... the air and everywhere The throb of a life new-born, In mating thrush and blossoming brush, In the hush o' the glowing morn. ...
— Seven Miles to Arden • Ruth Sawyer
... risen! All around Autumn leaves are falling; Signs of death bestrew the ground, Winter time recalling. Fading leaf and withered flower Tell us we are mortal: Easter morn reveals a ...
— A History of the English Church in New Zealand • Henry Thomas Purchas
... high, with a brick flooring and bare walls painted an iron grey. A sheet of light, a stream of sunshine, spread to every corner through a huge window facing the south, where lay the immensity of Paris. The Venetian shutters often had to be lowered in the summer to attenuate the great heat. From morn till night the whole family lived here, closely and affectionately united in work. Each was installed as fancy listed, having a particular chosen place. One half of the building was occupied by the father's chemical laboratory, with its stove, experiment ...
— The Three Cities Trilogy, Complete - Lourdes, Rome and Paris • Emile Zola
... Blandina's mistress here below, who fought valiantly with the other martyrs, feared that this poor slave, so weak of body, would not be in a condition to freely confess her faith; but she was sustained by such vigor of soul that the executioners, who from morn till eve put her to all manner of torture, failed in their efforts, and declared themselves beaten, not knowing what further punishment to inflict, and marvelling that she still lived, with her body pierced through and through, and torn piecemeal by so many ...
— A Popular History of France From The Earliest Times - Volume I. of VI. • Francois Pierre Guillaume Guizot
... door-tender; "God kape us but we' it's our last death we'll be ketchin' before we can clane out our lungs o' the dust we've swallowed the day. It's after bein' wan damned slitherin' whorl of grit in the nose of me since eight the morn." ...
— Flamsted quarries • Mary E. Waller
... time he seemed to realize just what this world now meant—a world devoid of others of his kind. While the girl and he had been among the ruins of Manhattan, or even on the Hudson, they had felt some contact with the past; but here, Stern's eye looked out over a world as virgin as on the primal morn. And a vast loneliness assailed him, a yearning almost insupportable. that made him clench his fists and raise them to the impassive, empty sky that mocked him with its ...
— Darkness and Dawn • George Allan England
... 1. At early morn I examined greenish earth, northwest of the town along the margin of a beautiful brook. Found the Protuberans lamella, the Gemiasma alba and rubra. Observation 2. Found the same. Observation 3. ...
— Scientific American Supplement, No. 385, May 19, 1883 • Various
... By early morn on their fast-day the Tilliedrummers were straggling into Thrums, and the weavers, already at their looms, read the clattering of feet and carts aright. To convince themselves, all they had to do was to raise their eyes; but the first triumph ...
— Auld Licht Idyls • J.M. Barrie
... of future times. Some shall say all our love was vice and crimes. Others against our names, as stones, shall whet The knife of their glad hate of beauty, and make Our name a pillory, a scaffold and a stake Whereon to burn our brothers yet unborn. Yet shall our presence, like eternal morn, Ever return at Beauty's hour, and shine Out of the East of Love, and be the shrine Of future ...
— Antinous: A Poem • Fernando Antonio Nogueira Pessoa
... in that dark town, What hearts he soothed with anguish torn, What weary ways of woe he trod, Are written in the Book of God, And shall be read at Judgment-Morn. The weeks crept on, when, one still day, God's awful presence filled the sky, And that black vapor floated by, And, lo! the sickness passed away. With silvery clang, by thorp and town, The bells made merry in their spires, Men kissed each other ...
— Atlantic Monthly,Volume 14, No. 82, August, 1864 - A Magazine Of Literature, Art, And Politics • Various
... the road wind uphill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn ...
— Betty Vivian - A Story of Haddo Court School • L. T. Meade
... thou what wove yon woodbird's nest Of leaves and feathers from her breast, Or how the fish outbuilt its shell, Painting with morn each annual cell? Such and so grew these holy piles While love and terror laid the tiles; Earth proudly wears the Parthenon As the best gem upon her zone; And Morning opes with haste her lids To gaze upon the Pyramids; O'er England's ...
— Fragments of science, V. 1-2 • John Tyndall
... morn is grey in heaven. Dost thou remember how the clouds were driven? And are they calm about ...
— Poems • Alice Meynell
... hours of the morn they bear the men back who have been hit the day before and during the night. They go back to the field dressing stations and the hospitals just behind the front, to be sorted like the other wreckage. ...
— A Minstrel In France • Harry Lauder
... lunging, And like hail fell the plunging Cannon-shot; When the files Of the isles From the smoky night encampment bore the banner of the rampant Unicorn, And grummer, grummer, grummer, rolled the roll of the drummer, Through the morn! ...
— Hero Tales From American History • Henry Cabot Lodge, and Theodore Roosevelt |
