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High in his chariot glow'd the lamp of day.
High in his chariot glow'd the lamp of day.
Such words fall to often on our cold and careless ears with the
triteness of long familiarity; but to read more
Such words fall to often on our cold and careless ears with the
triteness of long familiarity; but to Octavia . . . they seemed
to be written in sunbeams.
Make hay while the sun shines.
Make hay while the sun shines.
Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the
morning.
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 read more
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 waves. But thou,
thyself, movest alone.
The sun shineth upon the dunghill and is not corrupted.
The sun shineth upon the dunghill and is not corrupted.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun,
Is Nature's eye.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun,
Is Nature's eye.
Thou shalt come out of a warme Sunne into God's blessing.
Thou shalt come out of a warme Sunne into God's blessing.
The great duties of life are written with a sunbeam.
The great duties of life are written with a sunbeam.
