Bed Quote by Nicholas Breton

To rise with the lark, and go to bed with the lamb.

— Nicholas Breton

Teach me, O lark! with thee to greatly rise, to exalt my soul and lift it to the skies.

— Edmund Burke

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

“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

Dost thou love hawking? Thou hast hawks will soar Above the morning lark.

— William Shakespeare

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

— Elizabeth Barrett Browning

“Rise and rise again and again like The Phoenix from the ashes; until the lambs have become lions.”

— Maitreya

“A lark, caught in a hunter’s net Sang sweeter then than ever, As if the falling melody Might wing and net dissever At dusk…

— Ken Follett

Wakee, wakee time to rise for eggs and bacee.

— Gerald Smith

“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

Sleep, baby, sleep. Thy father's watching the sheep. Thy mother's shaking the dreamland tree, and down drops a little dream for thee.

— Elizabeth Prentiss

I walk where once the grass was green And mourn the lark that sings no more What bird could sing whose eyes have seen…

— Tom Springfield