MORNING
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The morn is up again, the dewy morn,
With breath all incense.—BYRON, Childe Harold
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The morn,
All unconcerned with our unrest, begins
Her rosy progress smiling.—MILTON, Paradise Lost
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Do not shorten the morning by getting up late; look upon it as the quintessence of life, as to a certain extent sacred.—SCHOPENHAUER
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Full many a glorious morning have I seen.—SHAKESPEARE, Sonnet XXXIII
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The lark is up to greet the sun,
The bee is on the wing;
The ant its labor has begun,
The woods with music ring.—JANE TAYLOR, The Sun is Up
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