“’Neath cold sand I dreamed of death / but woke at dawn to see / in glory, the bright, the morning star.”
Sophie's Choice (1979)
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William Styron36
American novelist and essayist 1925–2006Related quotes
James Thomson (B.V.) (1834–1882) Scottish writer (1834-1882)
Part I
The City of Dreadful Night (1870–74)
Edith Sitwell (1887–1964) British poet
"Clowns' Houses"
Clowns' Houses (1918)
Context: p>The busy chatter of the heat
Shrilled like a parakeet;
And shuddering at the noonday light
The dust lay dead and whiteAs powder on a mummy's face,
Or fawned with simian grace
Round booths with many a hard bright toy
And wooden brittle joy:The cap and bells of Time the Clown
That, jangling, whistled down
Young cherubs hidden in the guise
Of every bird that flies;And star-bright masks for youth to wear,
Lest any dream that fare
— Bright pilgrim — past our ken, should see
Hints of Reality.</p
Leona Lewis (1985) British singer-songwriter
laughter
The Xtra Factor: Winner's Story 2006
Upon winning The X-Factor
“For out of black
soul's night have stirred
dawn's cold gleam,
morning's singing bird.”
George Woodcock (1912–1995) Canadian writer of political biography and history, an anarchist thinker, an essayist and literary critic
"Black Flag" in Collected Poems (1983)
Context: For out of black
soul's night have stirred
dawn's cold gleam,
morning's singing bird. Let black day die,
let black flag fall,
let raven call,
let new day dawn
of black reborn.
“The dreams of the dawn wherein death and hope strive.”
William Morris (1834–1896) author, designer, and craftsman
Love is Enough (1872), Song II: Have No Thought for Tomorrow
Context: Lo, the lovers unloved that draw nigh for your blessing!
For your tale makes the dreaming whereby yet they live
The dreams of the day with their hopes of redressing,
The dreams of the night with the kisses they give,
The dreams of the dawn wherein death and hope strive.
Emily Dickinson (1830–1886) American poet
450: Dreams — are well — but Waking's better
The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson (1960)
“But sorrow return'd with the dawning of morn,
And the voice in my dreaming ear melted away.”
Thomas Campbell (1777–1844) British writer
The Soldier's Dream http://www.bartleby.com/106/267.html