A little past noon he began to hear a low murmuring sound that seemed in the earth beneath him, and all about him, and in the air above him; but he did not know that it was the sound of the sea.

Unlike his nephew, he loved neither silence nor darkness; he loved the reflection of his form in the broad noon of publicity, and the echo of his tread upon the sounding soil of popular renown.

"'Our ponies grazed in the idle noon, unsaddled, at ease, and slow; The ranges dim were a faëryland; blue hills in a haze of gray.

In that torrid noon she looked as cool and fragrant as a flower.

"It's near noon now, Mr. Trenholm, and we ought to get away in an hour or so.

Compared with the varied conflicts and anxieties of the preceding period, there is something of the repose of declining day, after the heat and dust of a brilliant noon; something even, young as he was in years, of the gloom of approaching night.

Then as it drew its streamers there, And furled its sails to fill and flaunt Along fresh firmaments of air When ancient morn renewed his chant, She sighed in thinking on the plant Drooping so languidly aslant; Fancied some fierce noon's forest-haunt Where wild red things loll forth and pant, Their golden antlers wave, and still Sigh for a shower that shall distil The largess gracious nights do grant.

In a genial August noon, beneath a sweltering sky, death is almost problematic.

Pale at its ghastly noon, Pauses above the death-still woodthe moon!

Through that pure virgin-shrine, That sacred veil drawn o'er thy glorious noon, That men might look and live, as glowworms shine, And face the moon, Wise Nicodemus saw such light As made him know his God by night.

Thursday morning, as I said, we were extremely happyabout noon, she numbered the hours she had been with me; all of them to be but as one minute; and desired to be left to herself.

" The flames leaped up in great sheets, producing the effect of an infernal noon.

Without gradation, the vernal days and languid noons were gone in a twinkling.

"I die, but thou shall live; in the loud noon Thy feet shall crush the long grass o'er my head, Not rudely, rudely,gently, gently, soon Shall tread me heavier down in that dark bed; And thou shalt know not on whose head they pass, Whose silent hands, whose frozen heart!Alas, Adelaïda!"

" It was a lovely spring noon.

" Mr. McLean, struck with some sudden thought, inspected the three as they stood in a blaze of the midsummer noon, then crossed over to his little wife, drew her arm in his, and held it with cautious imprisonment.

By the rose-hedge will I wait: Chin that rounds with outline fine, Melting off in hazy line; As in misty summer noon, Or beneath the harvest moon, Curves the smooth and sandy shore, Flowing off in dimness hoar: Eyes that roam like timid deer Sheltered by a thicket near, Peeping out between the boughs, Or that, trusting, safely browse: Arched o'er

Those who entertain such an idle opinion, would do well to meditate on the profound observation of Heraclitus, "that polymathy does not teach intellect," ([Greek: Polymathic noon ou didaskei]).

As to going to Georgia, I would as soon bury myself up to my neck in the sea-sand and bear the vertical sun for twenty sequent noons, as to dream of such a step.

you like the mellow sheen Of some serene autumnal noon.

After this, we may less esteem the feat by which in "Godiva" he describes the clock striking mid-day: All at once, With twelve great shocks of sound, the shameless noon Was clashed and hammered from a hundred towers.

Nor undelightful is the solemn noon Of night, when, haply wakeful, from my couch I start: lo, all is motionless around!

September 15, 1744, she married the late General Oglethorpe, who died July 1,1785; and to her magnanimity and prudence, on an occasion of much difficulty, it was owing that the evening of their lives was tranquil and pleasant, after a stormy noon.

There are quaint terraces shadowed by clipped ilex-trees whose branches make twilight even in the sultriest noon; there are long-drawn paths, through wildernesses where cyclamens blossom in crimson clouds among crushed fragments of sculptured marble green with the moss of ages, and glossy-leaved myrtles put forth their pale blue stars in constellations under the leafy shadows.

A semely man our hoste was with alle For to han ben a marshal in an halle; A large man he was eyen stepe, A fairer burgeys is ther noon in Chepe; Bold of his speche and wys, and wel y-taught, And of manhod him lakkede right naught.