quotations about morning
Daylight appears just about to rise
To its feet, like a guest
Who's sat all night
Keeping time to lively music.
TRACY K. SMITH
"Serenade"
Another morning soon shall rise,
Another day salute our eyes,
As smiling and as fair as she,
And make as many promises;
But do not thou
The tale believe,
They're sisters all,
And all deceive.
ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD
"The Promise of the Dawn"
The morning lit, the birds arose;
The monster's faded eyes
Turned slowly to his native coast,
And peace was Paradise!
EMILY DICKINSON
"A Tempest"
Every morning is new as the last one, uncreased
as the not quite imaginable first.
JANE HIRSHFIELD
"Sky: An Assay"
Dawn has power to fertilise the most matter-of-fact vision.
JOHN GALSWORTHY
The Forsyte Saga
The longest way must have its close--the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE
Uncle Tom's Cabin
Now morn, her rosy steps in th' eastern clime
Advancing, sow'd the earth with Orient pearl.
JOHN MILTON
Paradise Lost
Morning has broken,
Like the first morning,
Blackbird has spoken
Like the first bird.
Praise for the singing!
Praise for the morning!
Praise for them springing
Fresh from the Word!
ELEANOR FARJEON
"Morning Has Broken"
Morning ... 'tis Nature's gayest hour!
SARAH JOSEPHA HALE
"Summer Morning"
Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?
J. R. R. TOLKIEN
The Hobbit
The bright incarnate spirit of the Morn.
ALFRED AUSTIN
Madonna's Child
On, on we went, till at last the east began to blush like the cheek of a girl. Then there came faint rays of primrose light, that changed presently to golden bars, through which the dawn glided out across the desert. The stars grew pale and paler still, till at last they vanished; the golden moon waxed wan, and her mountain ridges stood out against her sickly face like the bones on the cheek of a dying man. Then came spear upon spear of light flashing far away across the boundless wilderness, piercing and firing the veils of mist, till the desert was draped in a tremulous golden glow, and it was day.
H. RIDER HAGGARD
King Solomon's Mines
Let me wake up next to you, have coffee in the morning and wander through the city with your hand in mine, and I'll be happy for the rest of my f***ed up little life.
CHARLOTTE ERIKSSON
Empty Roads & Broken Bottles
I am not a Sunday morning inside four walls
with clean blood
and organized drawers.
I am the hurricane setting fire to the forests
at night when no one else is alive
or awake
CHARLOTTE ERIKSSON
The Glass Child
Be willing to be a beginner every single morning.
MEISTER ECKHART
attributed, Wisdom for the Soul: Five Millennia of Prescriptions for Spiritual Healing
When Dawn strides out to wake a dewy farm
Across green fields and yellow hills of hay
The little twittering birds laugh in his way
And poise triumphant on his shining arm.
He bears a sword of flame but not to harm
The wakened life that feels his quickening sway
And barnyard voices shrilling "It is day!"
Take by his grace a new and alien charm.
But in the city, like a wounded thing
That limps to cover from the angry chase,
He steals down streets where sickly arc-lights sing,
And wanly mock his young and shameful face;
And tiny gongs with cruel fervor ring
In many a high and dreary sleeping place.
JOYCE KILMER
"Alarm Clocks"
Rise early, that by habit it may become familiar, agreeable, healthy, and profitable. It may, for a while, be irksome to do this, but that will wear off; and the practice will produce a rich harvest forever thereafter; whether in public or private walks of life.
GEORGE WASHINGTON
letter to George Washington Parke Custis, January 7, 1798
Now there is hardly anything but magic abroad before seven o'clock in the morning. Only the disciples of magic like getting their feet wet, and being furiously happy on an empty stomach.
STELLA BENSON
Living Alone
Morn,
Wak'd by the circling hours, with rosy hand
Unbarr'd the gates of light.
JOHN MILTON
Paradise Lost
In aiming at the life of blessedness, one of the simplest beginnings to be considered, and rightly made, is that which we all make every day--namely, the beginning of each day's life. There is a sense in which every day may be regarded as the beginning of a new life, in which one can think, act, and live newly, and in a wiser and better spirit. The right beginning of the day will be followed by cheerfulness permeating the household with a sunny influence, and the tasks and duties of the day will be undertaken in a strong and confident spirit, and the whole day will be well lived.
JAMES ALLEN
Morning and Evening Thoughts