SUN.

That orbèd continent the fire

That severs day from night.

_Twelfth Night, Act_ v. _Sc_. 1. SHAKESPEARE.

O thou that, with surpassing glory crowned,

Look'st from thy sole dominion like the God

Of this new world,...

O Sun!

_Paradise Lost, Bk. IV_. MILTON.

Fires the proud tops of the eastern pines.

_King Richard II., Act_ iii. _Sc_. 2. SHAKESPEARE.

The lessening cloud,

The kindling azure, and the mountain's brow,

Illumed with fluid gold, his near approach

Betoken glad. Lo! now, apparent all

Aslant the dew-bright earth, and colored air,

He looks in boundless majesty abroad;

And sheds the shining day, that burnished plays

On rocks, and hills, and towers, and wand'ring streams

High gleaming from afar.

_The Seasons: Summer_. J. THOMSON.

The sun had long since in the lap

Of Thetis taken out his nap.

And, like a lobster boiled, the morn

From black to red began to turn.

_Hudibras, Pt. II. Canto II_. DR. S. BUTLER.

"But," quoth his neighbor, "when the sun

From East to West his course has run,

How comes it that he shows his face

Next morning in his former place?"

"Ho! there's a pretty question, truly!"

Replied our wight, with an unruly

Burst of laughter and delight,

So much his triumph seemed to please him:

"Why, blockhead! he goes back at night,

And that's the reason no one sees him!"

_The Astronomical Alderman_. H. SMITH.

Behold him setting in his western skies,

The shadows lengthening as the vapors rise.

_Absalom and Achitophel, Pt. I_ J.J. DRYDEN.

Now sunk the sun: the closing hour of day

Came onward, mantled o'er with sober gray;

Nature in silence bid the world repose.

_The Hermit_. T. PARNELL.

Parting day

Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues

With a new color as it gasps away,

The last still loveliest, till--'t is gone--and all is gray.

_Childe Harold, Canto IV_. LORD BYRON.

Come watch with me the shaft of fire that glows

In yonder West: the fair, frail palaces,

The fading Alps and archipelagoes,

And great cloud-continents of sunset-seas.

_Miracles_. T.B. ALDRICH.

The setting sun, and music at the close,

As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last.

_King Richard II., Act_ ii. _Sc_. 1. SHAKESPEARE.

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