Dawn Quote by John Milton

Triumphant hours are the Lark's Who circles skywards from his home each day: World's early riser, with bubbling golden song, Towards the firmament, guardian…

— Dafydd ap Gwilym

“It is an effort to descend down the hand-holds of memory to the plain beneath, to recall the lost future, the dusk hovering above…

— J.A. Baker

Aubade THE lark now leaves his wat'ry nest, And climbing shakes his dewy wings. He takes this window for the East, And to implore…

— William Davenant

“and suddenly she began to sing. Keen, heart-piercing was her song as the song of the lark that rises from the gates of night…

— J.R.R. Tolkien

“There’s a beauty in birds on the wing, That stirs the heart and makes earthbound creatures Long for flight, but the larks above the…

— Charles Todd

“There were no larks anymore. There was only the setting sun spreading blood up the sky and the yowl of hounds on a breast-high…

— Anonymous

“In the blue sky overhead, larks sang like my heart.”

— Nancy Springer

“Dawn makes a sound. If you listen closely, right as the sun starts to come up, you'll hear it. It's like the echo of…

— Tiffanie DeBartolo

“Dawn in the city arrives in slumber and a quiet tolerance, which lingers until an urban urgency takes delivery of the day.”

— Shawn P. McCarthy

“Dawn makes a sound. If you listen closely right as the sun starts to come up, you’ll hear it. It’s like the echo of…

— Tiffanie DeBartolo

The music soars within the little lark, And the lark soars.

— Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below

— John McCrae