About The Sun
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the night of the bright world dies,
With the dying sun
Bourdillon, Francis William
The face of the sun is now without expression, but it tells us precious little of what is in its heart.
Deutsch, Armin J.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, is Nature's eye;…
Dryden, John
Truly the light is sweet,
And it is pleasant for the eyes to behold the sun…
Ecclesiastes 11:7
High in his chariot glow'd the lamp of day.
Falconer, William
The sun, whose rays
Are all ablaze
With ever-living glory,
Does not deny
His Majesty-
He scorns to tell a story!
Gilbert, William
Sullivan, Arthur
The sun…is new each day.
Heraclitus
Now if the sun is not created a miraculous body, to shine on and give out heat, we must suppose it to be a body subject to the laws of matter (I do not say there may not be laws which we have not discovered) but, at all events, not violating any laws we have discovered or believe we have discovered. We should deal with the sun as we should any large mass of molten iron, or silicon, or sodium.
Kelvin, Lord
Down sank the great red sun, and in golden glimmering vapours veiled the light of his face, like the prophet descending from Sinai.
Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
Whence are the beams, O sun! thy everlasting light! Thou comes forth in thy awful beauty; the stars hide themselves in the sky; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave; but thou myself movest alone.
Macpherson, James
The sun, looking down on the tranquil landscape, seems conscious of the presence of every living thing on which he is pouring his blessing, while they in turn, with perhaps the exception of man, seem conscious of the presence of the sun as a benevolent father and stand hushed and waiting.
Muir, John
…the moon's love affair has come to an end!
Just look! There is stands; pale and dejected---before the dawn!
For already it is coming, the glowing sun---its love of the earth is coming!
All sun-love is innocence and creative desire!
Just look how it comes impatiently over the sea! Do you not feel the thirst and hot breath of its love?
Nietzsche, Friedrich