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Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass,That I may see my shadow as I pass.
— Sun
Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass,That I may see my shadow as I pass.
It shall be what o'clock I say it is.Why, so this gallant will command the sun.
Men shut their doors against a setting sun.
That orbed continent the fireThat severs day from night.
The selfsame sun that shines upon his courtLooks on alike.
Like our shadows, Our wishes lengthen as our sun declines.
Sun has never deprived anyone of its light and energy irrespective of their caste and religion. Despite this, if it is being linked to communalism then I request such people to stay in their rooms during the day without sunlight.
When the SunOther stars.
The sun, which passeth through pollutions and itself remains as pure as before.
Pleasantly, between the pelting showers, the sunshine gushes down.
The sun, too, shines into cesspools, and is not polluted.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun,Is Nature's eye.
Out of the solar walk and Heaven's highway.
Such words fall too often on our cold and careless ears with the triteness of long familiarity; but to Octavia … they seemed to be written in sunbeams.
Let others hail the rising sun:I bow to that whose course is run.
In climes beyond the solar road.
Failing yet gracious,And the hillsides with clarity.
Father of rosy day,Give out their sweets to meet thee in the skies.
She stood breast-high amid the corn,Who many a glowing kiss had won.
The great duties of life are written with a sunbeam.
When the sun sets, shadows, that showed at noonBut small, appear most long and terrible.
Thou shall come out of a warme Sunne into God's blessing.
The sun shineth upon the dunghill and is not corrupted.
Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the morning.
Whence are thy beams, O sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest forth, in thy awful beauty; the stars hide themselves in the sky; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave. But thou, thyself, movest alone.
The gay motes that people the sunbeams.
Pompey bade Sylla recollect that more worshipped the rising than the setting sun.
More people worship the rising than the setting sun.
And the sun had on a crownThan any anywhere.
It's hame, and it's hame, and it's hame we fain would be,Says, "I'll shine on ye yet in your ain countrie."
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy.
* * * Because as the sun reflecting upon the wind of strands and shores is unpolluted in its beams, so is God not dishonored when we suppose him in every of his creatures, and in every part of every one of them.
There sinks the nebulous star we call the sun.
Written as with a sunbeam.
The sopped sun—toper as ever drank hard—Totty with thine October tankard.
You leave the setting to court the rising sun.
Fairest of all the lights above,To form the circles of our years.
Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns.
Legends can be now and forever Loved by the sun, loved by the sun.
See the sun set in the hand of the man.
Law, say the gardeners, is the sun, To-morrow, yesterday, to-day.
The sun, centre and sire of light,The keystone of the world-built arch of heaven.
See the sun!God's crest upon His azure shield, the Heavens.
See the gold sunshine patching, By its soft brown beard, the moss.
Make hay while the sun shines.
Up in the mornin', out on the job But roll around Heaven all day
Evolution is as much a fact as the heat of the sun.
Busy old fool, unruly Sun,Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run?
Behold him setting in his western skies,The shadows lengthening as the vapours rise.
Death comes to all, but great achievements build a monument which shall endure until the sun grows cold.
High in his chariot glow'd the lamp of day.
Given everything we now know about the brightness of other stars, it's fashionable today to call the sun a star, even an average star. But is that really the case? While the sun has many characteristics similar to stars, the Bible never refers to it as a star.
The Sun never repents of the good he does, nor does he ever demand a recompence.
The sun alone without the moon would have sufficed for all his purpose, but if he were alone, the primitive people might have had some plausible excuse for worshipping him. So the moon was added, and there is less reason for deifying either.
Look over yonder what do you see Crystal blue persuasion
Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy. But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you; That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness! Close bosom friend of the maturing sun
Oh sun, how glad thy rays are shed;What are they in thy pilgrimage?
Utu, shepherd of the land, father of the black-headed, when you go to sleep, the people go to sleep with you; youth Utu, when you rise, the people rise with you.
The great luminaryDispenses light from far.
Thou sun, of this great world both eye and soul.
And see—the Sun himself!—on wingsTrod in his Maker's steps of fire!
As sunshine, broken in the rill,Though turn'd astray, is sunshine still!
Blest power of sunshine!—genial day,The deep, cold shadow, of the tomb.
What will we do as the Earth is set loose from the sun?
Freedom had been hunted round the globe; reason was considered as rebellion; and the slavery of fear had made men afraid to think. But such is the irresistible nature of truth, that all it asks, — and all it wants, — is the liberty of appearing. The sun needs no inscription to distinguish him from darkness; and no sooner did the American governments display themselves to the world, than despotism felt a shock and man began to contemplate redress.
There is no patent. Could you patent the sun?
The gods rejoice when they see crowned upon his throne, and when his beams flood the world with light. The majesty of this holy god setteth out on his journey, and he goeth onwards until he reacheth the land of Manu; the earth becometh light at his birth each day; he proceedeth until he reacheth the place where he was yesterday.
When the sun shines let foolish gnats make sport,But creep in crannies when he hides his beams.
Study is like the heaven's glorious sun,That will not be deep-searched with saucy looks.
I 'gin to be aweary of the sun,And wish the estate o' the world were now undone.
