Till morning fair
Came forth with pilgrim steps in amice gray.
Paradise Regained, Bk. IV. MILTON.
The gray-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night,
Checkering the eastern clouds with streaks of light.
Romeo and Juliet, Act ii. Sc. 3. SHAKESPEARE.
Clothing the palpable and familiar
With golden exhalations of the dawn.
The Death of Wallenstein, Act i. Sc. 1. S.T. COLERIDGE.
Night wanes,—the vapors round the mountains curled
Melt into morn, and light awakes the world.
Lara. LORD BYRON.
Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops.
Romeo and Juliet, Act iii. Sc. 5. SHAKESPEARE.
Night's sun was driving
His golden-haired horses up;
Over the eastern firths
High flashed their manes.
The Longbeard's Saga. C. KINGSLEY.
Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose
From out night's gray and cloudy sheath;
Softly and still it grows and grows,
Petal by petal, leaf by leaf.
The Morning Comes Before the Sun.
S.C. WOOLSEY (Susan Coolidge).
The charm dissolves apace,
And as the morning steals upon the night,
Melting the darkness, so their rising senses
Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle
Their clearer reason.
Tempest, Act v. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.
An hour before the worshipped sun
Peered forth the golden window of the east.
Romeo and Juliet, Act i. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.
The morn is up again, the dewy morn,
With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom,
Laughing the clouds away with playful scorn,
And living as if earth contained no tomb,—
And glowing into day.
Childe Harold, Canto III. LORD BYRON.