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Tag Name "Morn" (73)

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Morn on the waters, and purple and bright Bursts on the billows the flushing of light O'er the glad waves, like a child of the sun, See the tall vessel goes gallantly on.
Thomas Kibble Hervey
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Ye living soldiers of the mighty war, Once more from roaring cannon and the drums And bugles blown at morn, the summons comes Forget the halting limb, each wound and scar: Once more your Captain calls to you Come to his last review!
Richard Watson Gilder
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My song is ya girlfriend's wakin up ringer... or alarm or whateva. She'll be here at 6 in the morn if I let her
Drake
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The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the morn.
Robert Burns
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Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend.
Grantland Rice
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If we fail to feed the needy, we do not have God's love, no matter what we say. Regardless of what we do or say at 11am in a Sunday morn, affluent people who neglect the poor are not the people of God.
Ronald J. Sider
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Shepherds at the grange, Where the Babe was born, Sang with many a change, Christmas carols until morn.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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To those who feel defeated and downtrodden, look to the early hours of the day for your rescue...Shadows of yesterday's grief melt in the rays of early morn's opportunity.
Russell M. Nelson
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Thought can wing its way Swifter than lightning-flashes or the beam That hastens on the pinions of the morn.
James Gates Percival
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Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly rising o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm.
Thomas Gray
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Oh, Spring is surely coming, Her couriers fill the air Each morn are new arrivals, Each night her ways prepare I scent her fragrant garments, Her foot is on the stair.
John Burroughs
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I saw old autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence.
Thomas Hood
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Say, what is life? 'Tis to be born, A helpless Babe, to greet the light With a sharp wail, as if the morn Foretold a cloudy noon and night To weep, to sleep, and weep again, With sunny smiles between and then?
John Godfrey Saxe
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No sun, no moon, no morn, no noon, No dawn, no dusk, no proper time of day, . . . . . . No road, no street, no t' other side the way, . . . . . . No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no buds.
Thomas Hood
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And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since and lost awhile.
John Henry Newman
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Lo, the most excellent sun so calm and haughty, The violet and purple morn with just-felt breezes, The gentle soft-born measureless light, The miracle spreading bathing all, the fulfill'd noon, The coming eve delicious, the welcome night and the stars, Over my cities shining all, enveloping man and land.
Walt Whitman
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This is the month, and this the happy morn, wherein the Son of heaven's eternal King, of wedded Maid and Virgin Mother born, our great redemption from above did bring.
John Milton
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It is for homely features to keep home,- They had their name thence coarse complexions And cheeks of sorry grain will serve to ply The sampler and to tease the huswife's wool. What need a vermeil-tinctur'd lip for that, Love-darting eyes, or tresses like the morn?
John Milton
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Wanderers eastward, wanderers west, Know you why you cannot rest? 'Tis that every mother's son Travails with a skeleton. Lie down in the bed of dust Bear the fruit that bear you must Bring the eternal seed to light, And morn is all the same as night.
A. E. Housman
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Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds.
John Milton
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The bright incarnate spirit of the Morn.
Alfred Austin
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Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge.
Lord Byron
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Fill the cup, and fill the can: Have a rouse before the morn: Every moment dies a man, Every moment one is born.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Go to work! Go to work in the morn of a new creation... until you have... reached the height of self-progress, and from that pinnacle bestow upon the world a civilization of your own.
Marcus Garvey
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