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For had he not had such a greedy love
To entertain his offices too long ;
His acted life, unless she did him wrong:
He grieves now to descend, to be less strong ;
Daniel's Civil War.
His seven-fold team behind the stedfast star,
But firm is fix'd, and sendeth light from far
To all, that in the wide dcep wand'ring are:
Had warned once, that Phæbus' fiery carr
Spenser's Fairy Queen.
At last, the golden oriental gate
Of greatell heaven 'gan to open fair ;
Caine dauncing forth, making his dewy hair :
Spenfor's Fairy Queen.
Shakespear's Hamlet, The glow-worm thews the mattin to be near, And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire.
Ibid. The grey'd morn (miles on the frowning night; Check'ring the eastern clouds with freaks of light: And darknels flecker'd, like a drunkard reels, From forth day's path, and Titan's burning wheels,
Shakespear's Romeo and Juliet.
Yon grey lines,
Shakespear's Julius Cæjar.
Shakespear's Fird Part of King Henry IV. See, how the morning opes her golden gates, And takes her farewel of the glorious fun! How well resembles it the prime of youthi, Trimm'd like a yonker prancing to his love?
Shakespear's Third Part of King Henry VI. It is, methinks, a morning full of fate ! It rileth slowly, as hier sullen car Had all the weights of sleep and death hung at it! She is not roly fingerd, but fwoln black ! beider lace is like a water turn'd to blood ;
And her fick head is bound about with clouds,
Chapman's Humorous Day's Mirth. Is not yon gleam, the shudd'ring morn, that flakes With silver tincture, the east verge of heaven?
Marston's First Part of Antonio and Melida. See ! the dapple-grey coursers of the morn, Beat
up the light with their bright silver hoofs, And chase it through the sky.
Marston's Second Part of Antonio and Melidai Stay, O sweet, and do not rise ; The light, that shines, comes from thine eyes s The day breaks not, it is my heart, Because that you and I must part : Stay, or else my joys will die, And perilh in their infancy. 'Tis true, 'tis day ; what though it be? O wilt thou therefore rise from me ? Why should we rise, because 'tis light? Did we lie down, because 'twas night? Love, which in spite of darkness brought us hither, Should in despite of light keep us together.
Dr. Donne. Now 'gins the fair dew-dabling blushing morn To open to the earth heav'n's eastern gates, Displaying by degrees the new-born light: The stars have trac'd their dance ; and unto night Now bid good night : The young day's centinel, the morning star, Now drives before him all his glitt'ring flock, And bids them rest within the fold unseen;
Till with his whistle Hesperus call them forth.
Harokins's Apollo Sbroving,
Brorun's Paflorals. See Aurora puts on her crimson blush, And with resplendent rays gilds o'er the top of yon aspiring hill! the pearly dew Hangs on the rose-bud's top; and knowing it Muit be anon exhal'd, for sorrow fhrinks Itself into a tear. The early lark, With other wing'd choirefters of the morn, Chanting their anthems in harmonious airs. Lewis Slarp's Noble Stranger.
By this the choirefters o'th'wood did shake
Baron. The rosy finger'd morn did there disclose
Her beauty ruddy as a blushing bride,
Sir W. Davenani's Play-House to be lett, Now night, by grief neglected, haftes away,
And they the morn's officious ulher spy,
Sir W. Davenant's-Gondibert.
Μ Ο Τ Ι ο Ν. Besides, another motive doth arise
Out of the heart, from whose pure blood do spring The vital spirits ; which borne in arteries,
Continual motion to all parts do bring.
This holds the finews like a bridle's reins ;