SKY.
One of those heavenly days that cannot die.
Nutting. W. WORDSWORTH.
Green calm below, blue quietness above.
The Pennsylvania Pilgrim J.G. WHITTIER.
The soft blue sky did never melt
Into his heart; he never felt
The witchery of the soft blue sky!
Peter Bell. W. WORDSWORTH.
But now the fair traveller's come to the west,
His rays are all gold, and his beauties are best;
He paints the skies gay as he sinks to his rest,
And foretells a bright rising again.
A Summer Evening. DR. I. WATTS.
How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky
The gorgeous fame of Summer which is fled!
Written in a Volume of Shakespeare. T. HOOD.
Of evening tinct,
The purple-streaming Amethyst is thine.
Seasons: Summer. J. THOMSON.
Heaven's ebon vault,
Studded with stars unutterably bright,
Through which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls,
Seems like a canopy which love has spread
To curtain her sleeping world.
Queen Mab, Pt. IV. P.B. SHELLEY.
This majestical roof fretted with golden fire.
Hamlet, Act ii. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.