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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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