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“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

“Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn! From thy dead lips a clearer…

— Oliver Wendell Holmes

“At length, one lovely morning, when the green corn lay soaking in the yellow sunlight, and the sky rose above the earth deep and…

— George MacDonald

“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

“The sea was a glorious shade of blue. The cliffs, edged with a narrow strip of golden sand, wound around the cove. Seabirds soared…

— Paul Moxham

“Every soul aboard stood at the bulwarks or on the seats of the steamer and stared at that distant shape, higher than the trees…

— H.G. Wells

“He saw the delicate blades of grass which the bodies of his comrades had fertilized; he saw the little shoots on the shell-shocked trees.…

— Humphrey Cobb

“He said the pleasantest manner of spending a hot July day was lying from morning till evening on a bank of heath in the…

— Emily Bronte

“All about us the earth steamed; mists rose up toward heaven like clouds of incense; a shattered rainbow still hovered in the air.”

— Leopold von Sacher-Masoch

“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

“But at my back I always hear Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty…

— Andrew Marvell