“Who, grown familiar with the sky, will grope * * * among groundlings?”—Browning.
“What lavish wealth men give for trifles light and small!”—W. S Hawkins.
“How soon our new-born light attains to full-aged noon.”—Francis Quarles.
“Liberal as noontide speeds the ambient ray
And fills each crevice in the world with day.”—Lytton.
“We must take the current when it serves or lose our ventures.”—Shakespeare.
“Let us battle for elbow-room.”—James Parish Steele.
“Peter Oleum came down like a wolf on the fold.”—Byron Parodied.
“Plunged into darkness or plunged into light.”—Hester M. Poole.
“Lord love us, how we apples swim!”—Mallett.