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And by the bright track of his fiery car,
23–ii. 1. 15 Look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops.
16 Look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill.
17 The morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness.
18 Look, the unfolding star calls up the shepherd.
† Aurora takes for a time her farewell of the sun, when she dismisses him to his diurnal course.
20 The wolves have prey'd : and look, the gentle day, Before the wheels of Phæbus, round about Dapples the drowsy east with spots of gray.*
21 Night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast, And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger. 7-iii. 2.
22 This morning, like the spirit of a youth That means to be of note, begins betimes.
23 The glowworm shows the matin to be near, And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire. 36-i, 5.
25 The day begins to break, and night is fled, Whose pitchy mantle over-veil'd the earth.
And Phebus 'gins arise,
On chaliced flowers that lies;
31-ii. 3. 27 Look, how the sun begins to set; How ugly night comes breathing at his heels: Even with the vail and dark’ning of the sun, To close the day up, life is done.
* Night--dragon wing.
How still the evening is, As hush'd on purpose to grace harmony ! 6-ii. 3.
Light thickens ; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood.
15-iii. 2. 30
The silent hours steal on, And flaky darkness breaks within the east.
32 This night, methinks, is but the daylight sick, It looks a little paler: 'tis a day, Such as the day is, when the sun is hid. 9-v. 1.
33 Good things of day begin to droop and drowse ; Whiles night's black agents to their prey do rouse.
15--iii. 2. 34
By the clock 'tis day,
Swift, swift, you dragons of the night!-that dawning May bare the raven's eye.
40 The dragon wing of night o'erspreads the earth.
And the wolf behowls the moon;
All with weary task fordone.
Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud,
In remembrance of a shroud.
That the graves, all gaping wide,
In the church-way paths to glide:
By the triple Hecate's team,
Following darkness like a dream. 7-v. 2.
The crickets sing, and man's o'er-labour'd sense
31-1. 2. 43
Civil night, Thou sober-suited matron, all in black, 35-iii. 2.
The bat hath flown
45 That when the searching eye of heaven is hid Behind the globe, and lights the lower world, Then thieves and robbers range abroad unseen, In murders, and in outrage, bloody here; But when, from under this terrestrial ball, He fires the proud tops of the eastern pines, And darts his light through every guilty hole, Then murders, treasons, and detested sins, The cloak of night being pluck'd from off their backs, Stand bare and naked, trembling at themselves.
17-iii. 2. 46
Jove's lightnings, the precursors O’ the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary And sight-out-running were not : The fire and cracks Of sulphurous roaring, the most mighty Neptune Seem'd to besiege, and make his bold waves tremble, Yea, his dread trident shake.
* Light clouds.