Golden Sun Quotes
Golden Sun Quote of the day
Down sank the great red sun, and in golden, glimmering vapors Veiled the light of his face, like the Prophet descending from Sinai.
There was the gaudy patch of sunflowers beside the west gate of the palace of the Prince of Ombria, that did nothing all day long but turn their golden-haired, thousand-eyed faces to follow the sun.
In the deep shadow of the porch A slender bind-weed springs, And climbs, like airy acrobat, The trellises, and swings And dances in the golden sun In fairy loops and rings.
Truth is hidden by the golden veil of the mundane. Pierce through this thin glittering sheath and know that you are the Sun
The moving light, rejoicing in its strength, Sped from the pyre of pine, and urged its way, In golden glory, like some strange new sun.
Again the violet of our early days Drinks beauteous azure from the golden sun, And kindles into fragrance at his blaze.
After a day of rain the sun came out suddenly at five o'clock and threw a golden bar into the deep Victorian gloom of the front parlour
The day is done; and slowly from the scene the stooping sun upgathers his spent shafts, and puts them back into his golden quiver!
And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun.
The weary sun hath made a golden set And by the bright tract of his fiery car Gives token of a goodly day to-morrow.
I walked the streets and tasted the golden sun that lay across the city.
