day
day (dā)
noun
- the period of light between sunrise and sunset
- daylight
- sunshine
- the 24-hour period (mean solar day) that it takes the earth to rotate once on its axis with respect to the sun: the civil or legal day is from midnight to midnight, the astronomical day from noon to noon
- Astron. the time that it takes any celestial body to revolve once on its axis
- a particular or specified day Memorial Day
- a period or time; era; age the best writer of her day, in days of old
- a time of flourishing, power, glory, success, etc. he has had his day
- the struggle or contest occurring on a certain day they won the day
- the time one works each day an eight-hour day
- an unspecified past or future time one of these days
- one's lifetime; life to spend one's days in study
Etymology: ME dai < OE dæg (pl. dagas), akin to ON dagr, Goth dags, OHG tag < PGmc *dagwaz, prob. < IE base *ahes, day, with d- by assoc. with base *dhegwh-, to burn
call it a day
Informal to stop whatever one is engaged in, as work
day after day
every day or for many successive days
day by day
each day
day in, day out
every day
from day to day
- from one day to the next
- without particular concern about the future
day
n.
The period of the earth's revolution
twenty-four hours, mean solar day, sidereal day, time between sunrise and sunset, period from dawn to dark, solar day, nautical day, natural day, civil day, astronomical day, diurnal course, date. The time of light or work
daylight, daytime, broad daylight, full day, workday, working day, daylight hours, broadcast day, eight-hour day, union day; good, bad, hot, cold, damp, etc., day; sizzler*, scorcher*, good day for the races*. A special day
holiday, celebration, festival; see anniversary, holiday 1.A period of time
call it a day*
from day to day
Converse of object
- spend: I asked her how she had spent the day, she answered pretty well, tho ' she was very weak.
- follow: In most cases patients can return to work the following day.
- work: Delivery time aimed at is again within 5 working days.
Adjective modifier
- next: The next day was a parade through the town.
- few: Over the last few days he had weakened rapidly.
- early: The early days of the walk were a remote memory.
- same: However, all enquiries are dealt with same day where possible.
- present: Penguins are the most numerous birds breeding on the island at the present day.
- last: Over the last few days he had weakened rapidly.
Modifies a noun
- trip: Panahghar also take care of the transport required for emergency referalls, and to take the support groups on day trips.
- delivery: Order before 1pm for same day delivery or before 4pm for next day home delivery.
Noun used with modifier
- wedding: Your Wedding Day will be one of the most important days in your life.
- working: Please note that any students arriving after 4.00pm will have their assignments date- stamped for the next working day.
- half: I work two and a half days for the NHS.
- fun: Outline A fun day of making for all the family.
- opening: Lee Westwood has enjoyed a timely return to form on the opening day of the Deutsche Bank Players ' Championship in Hamburg.
Preposition: in
- advance: CANCELATION POLICY: Reservations must be canceled 3 days in advance of your arrival date.
Preposition: of
It's been a hard day's night, And I've been working like a dog.
Anyway,I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's aroundönobody big, I meanö except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff.What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the clifföI mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I'd do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be.
Where blind and naked Ignorance Delivers brawling judgements, unashamed, On all things all day long.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away.
I detest life-insurance agents; they always argue that I shall some day die, which is not so.
Perhaps it is God's will to lead the people of South Africa through defeat and humiliation to a better future and a brighter day.
The bisy larke, messager of day.
Yo nac |¤ un d|¤a que Dios estuvo enfermo. I was born on a day God was sick.
And ghastly through the drizzling rain On the bald street breaks the blank day.
Close your bodily eye, so that you may see your picture first with the spiritual eye. Then bring to the light of day that which you have seen in the darkness so that it may react on others from the outside inwards.
Time and the bell have buried the day, The black cloud carries the sun away.
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Augustus was a chubby lad; Fat, ruddy cheeks Augustus had: And everybody saw with joy The plump and hearty, healthy boy. He ate and drank as he was told, And never let his soup get cold. But one day, one cold winter's day, He screamed out,'Take the soup away! O take the nasty soup away! I won't have any soup today.'
And the L went before them by day in a pillar of a cloud, to lead them the way; and by night in a pillar of fire, to give them light; to go by day and night.
Come to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again! For then the night will more than pay The hopeless longing of the day.
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore;ö Turn whereso'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold up their tents like Arabs, And as silently steal away. See Kaufman 455:57.
Virtue could see to do what Virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where with her best nurse contemplation She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffl'd, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i'the centre, and enjoy bright day, But he that hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts Benighted walks under the midday sun; Himself is his own dungeon.
I have met them at close of day Coming with vivid faces From counter or desk among grey Eighteenth-century houses.
Speakingofthe coldness ofoneparticularday, a genuine brother Jonathan remarked, with charming simplicity, that it was thirtydegrees below zero that morning, and it would have been much colder if the thermometer had been longer.
I know whom Ihave believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day.
'O say, Shall we no voluntary bars Set to our drift? I, Sister of the Stars, And Thou, my glorious, course-compelling Day!'
He may be more potent than any other man. The damnable iteration dayafter day of earnest conviction wears like the dropping of the water upon the stone.
He brought light out of darkness, not out of a lesser light; he canbring thysummerout of winter, though thou have no spring God comes to thee, not as in the dawning of the day, not as in the bud of the spring, but as the sun at noontoillustrateall shadows,asthesheavesinharvestto fill all penuries. All occasions invite his mercies, and all times are his seasons.
Iwill not againcursetheground anymore for man'ssake; for the imagination of man is evil from his youth; neither will I again smite any more every thing living, as I have done.While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.
I remember the way we parted, The dayand the way we met; You hoped we were both broken-hearted, And knew we should both forget.
The day becomes more solemn and serene When noon is pastöthere is a harmony In autumn, and a lustre in its sky, Which through the summer is not heard or seen, As if it could not be, as if it had not been!
But O as to embrace me she enclin'd I wak'd, she fled, and day brought back my night.
Tching prayed on the mountain and wroteon his bath tub. Day by day make it new cut underbrush, pile the logs keep it growing.
For, behold, the day cometh, that shall burn as an oven; Daniel and all the proud, yea, and all that do wickedly, shall be stubble: and the day that cometh shall burn them up, saith the L of hosts, that it shall leave them neither root nor branch.But untoyou that fear my nameshall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in his wings; and ye shall go forth, and grow up as calves of the stall.
The day consists of twenty-four hours only. This regulates the size of the house and the ro" le it has to fulfil. For the twenty-four hour day is short, and our acts and thoughts are spurred on by time. If we were taught to regard the hand of the clock as a beneficent but implacable god, we should order our lives more rationally.
The cock doth craw, the day doth daw, The channerin' worm doth chide.
Chacun de nous a un jour, plus ou moins triste, plus ou moins lointain, o u' il doit enfin accepter d'e" tre un homme. There will come a day for each of us, more or less sad, more or less distant, whenwe must accept the condition of being human.
One day he missed his loving bride. She had, the guide informed him later, Been eaten byan alligator. ProfessorTwist could not but smile. 'You mean,' he said,'a crocodile.'
Me morire¤ en Par|¤s con aguacero, un d|¤a del cual tengo ya el recuerdo. Me morire¤ en Par|¤söy no me corroö tal vez un jueves, como es hoy, de oton o. I will die in Paris with a sudden shower, a day I can already remember. I will die in Parisöand I don't budgeö maybe aThursday, like today is, in autumn.
Wellcome, all Wonders in one sight! Eternity shut in a span. Summer in Winter, Day in Night. Heaven in Earth and God in Man.
For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand. I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
Und, alles in allem und groÞem: ich will irgendwann einmal nur noch ein Jasagender sein! And all in all and on the whole: some day I wish to be only aYes-sayer.
The moon is up, and yet it is not night; Sunset divides the sky with heröa sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains; Heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to be Melted to one vast Iris of the West, Where the day joins the past eternity.
Be of good comfort Master Ridley, and play the man.We shall this day light such a candle by God's grace in England, as (I trust) shall never be put out.
Life is not all Beer and Skittles. The inherent tragedy of things works itself out from white to black and blacker, and the poor things of a day look ruefully on. Does it shake my cast-iron faith? I cannot say it does. I believe in an ultimate decency of things: ay, and if I woke in hell, should still believe it!
We are na fou, we're nae that fou, But just a drappie in our e'e; The cock may craw, the day may daw, And ay we'll taste the barley bree.
This is the day that I was meant not to see.
O all the instruments agree The day of his death was a dark cold day.
Dark and terrible beyond any season within my remembrance of political affairs was the day of their flight.Far darkerand moreterrible will be the dayof their return.
But the day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night.
Fair summer droops, droop men and beasts therefore: So fair a summer look for never more. All good things vanish, less than in a day, Peace, plenty, pleasure, suddenly decay. Go not yet away, bright soul of the sad year; The earth is hell when thou leav'st to appear.
There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing, And the waters murmuring And such consort as they keep, Entice the dewy-feathered Sleep.
After the funeral, my father struggled through half a page, and it might as well have been Hottentott. 'And what dun they gi'e thee for that, lad?' 'Fifty pounds, father.' 'Fifty pounds!' He was dumbfounded, and looked at mewith shrewd eyes,asif I were a swindler.'Fifty pounds! An'tha's niver done a day's hard work in thy life.'
So bye, bye, Miss American Pie, Drove my Chevy to the levee But the levee was dry. Them good old boys was drinkin' whiskeyand rye Singin' 'This'll be the day that I die.'
The dayThou gavest, Lord, is ended, The darkness falls at Thy behest.
Then down came the lidöthe day was lost, for art, at Sarajevo.World-politics stepped in, and a war was started whichhasnot ended yet: 'a war to end war'.But it merely ended art. It did not end war.
I know one thing we did right Was the day we started to fight, Keep your eye on the prize, Hold on, hold on!
These, in the day when heaven was falling, The hour when earth's foundations fled, Followed their mercenary calling And took their wages and are dead.
The stone which the builders refused is become the head stone of the corner. This is the L's doing; it is marvellous in our eyes. This is the day which the Lhath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.
I've heard the wolves scuffle, and said: So this Is man; soöwhat better conclusion is thereö The day will not follow night, and the heart Of man has a little dignity, but less patience Than a wolf's, and a duller sense that cannot Smell its own mortality.
How few the days are that hold the mind in place; like a tapestry hanging on four or five hooks. Especially the day you stop becoming; the day you merelyare. I suppose it's when the principles dissolve, and instead of the general gray of what ought to be you begin to see what is The word 'Now' is like a bomb through the window, and it ticks.
I've finally figured out whysoap operas are, and logically should be, so popular with generations of housebound women. They are the only place in our culture where grown-up men take seriously all the things that grown- up women have to deal with all day long.
They walked and eat, good folks: What then? Why then they walked and eat again: They soundly slept the night away: They did just nothing all the day.
A traveller from the cradle to the grave Through the dim night of this immortal day.
I know not whether Laws be right, Or whether Laws be wrong; All that we know who lie in gaol Is that the wall is strong; And that each day is like a year, Ayear whose days are long.
When you come to the end of a perfect day, And you sit alone with your thought, While the chimes ring out with a carol gay For the joy that the day has brought, Do you think what the end of a perfect day Can mean to a tired heart, When the sun goes down with a flaming ray, And the dear friends have to part?
The soul shrinks From all that it is about to remember, From the punctual rape of every blesse' d day
Tous les jours, a' tous points de vue, je vais de mieux en mieux. Every day, in every way, I am getting better and better.
Life is perhaps most wisely regarded as a bad dream between two awakenings, and every day is a life in miniature.
My soul; sit thou a patient looker-on; Judge not the play before the play is done: Her plot hath many changes, every day Speaks a new scene; the last act crowns the play.
He has not learned the lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
Sir, I look upon every day to be lost, in which I do not make a new acquaintance.
Never to have lived is best, ancient writers say; Never to have drawn the breath of life, never to have looked into the eye of day; The second best's a gay goodnight and quickly turn away.
For thefuture I cease,Deathapproaches with little delay, Since the dragons of Laune and Lane and Lee are destroyed; I'll follow the heroes far from the light of day, The princes myancestors followed before Christ died.
The first day of the weekcometh Mary Magdalene early, when it was yet dark, unto the sepulchre, and seeth the stone taken away from the sepulchre.
And God called the light Dayand the darkness he called Night. And the evening and morning were the first day.
For a dayand a night Love sang to us, played with us, Folded us round from the dark and the light; And our hearts were fulfilled with the music he made with us, Made with our hands and our lips while he stayed with us, Stayed in mid passage his pinions from flight For a dayand a night.
Pussy said to the Owl,'You elegant Fowl! How charmingly sweet you sing! O let us be married! too long we have tarried: But what shall we do for a ring?' They sailed away for a year and a day, To the land where the Bong-tree grows, And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood With a ring at the end of his nose.
21st Mayöagloriousday forbeauty.Iwishyoucould see how lovely our country is at this fine season.
It's now a very good day to get out anything we want to bury.
Good morning to the day; and next, my gold!
And said to the mountains and rocks,Fall on us, and hide us from the face of him that sitteth on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb: For the great day of his 126 wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand?
If there was onething he hated more than another it was the way she had of waking him in the morning It was her way of establishing her grievance for the day.
Gwine to run all night, Gwine to run all day, I'll bet my money on de bob-tail nag, Somebody bet on de bay.
The genius of American culture and its integrity comes from fidelity to the light. Plain as day, we say. Happy as the day is long. Early to bed, early to rise. American virtues are daylight virtues: honesty, integrity, plain speech.We say yes when we mean yes and no when we mean no, and all else comes from the evil one. America presumes innocence and even the right to happiness.
This is the end of Art. I am glad I have had my day.
Our little systems have their day; They have their dayand cease to be; Theyare but broken lights of thee, And thou,O Lord, art more than they.
She walks in beauty like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
If I be evil intreated, or sent away with a flea in mine ear, let him look that Iwill rail onhimsoundly; nor foranhour or a day, whiles the injury is fresh in my memory; but in some elaborate polished poem, which I will leave to the world when I am dead, to be a living image to all ages of his beggarly parsimony and ignoble illiberality.
It was an ideal day for footballötoo cold for the spectators and too cold for the players.
Like a stone That rolls down a hill, I have come to this day.
All the four Monarchies, with all their thousands of years, and all the powerful Kings and all the beautiful Queens ofthis world, were but as a bed of flowers, some gathered at six, some at seven, some at eight, all in one morning, in respect to this day.
Come lovelyand soothing death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later delicate death.
Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend.
Joy ruled the day, and Love the night.
The bell-rope that gathers God at dawn Dispatches me as though I dropped down the knell Of a spent day.
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscapes on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds.
Boast not thyself of tomorrow; for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.
The way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old; His withered cheek, and tresses grey, Seemed to have known a better day; The harp, his sole remaining joy, Was carried byan orphan boy, The last of all the Bards was he, Who sung of Border chivalry.
And all small fowlys singis on the spray: Welcum the lord of lycht and lamp of day.
Art islike Creation: it holdsgood onthelast dayas onthe first.
This is the last day of1943, a year to be said goodbye to without regret, holding as it did nothing beyond captivity and depression, weary waiting, and above all the sight of immeasurable human misery, suffering and death.
Nous voulons tous louer a' l'anne¤ e et nous ne pouvons jamais louer que pour une semaine ou pour unjour. C'est l'image de la vie. Wewould all liketo leaseforayearand we canonly lease for a week or from day to day. That is the image of life.
The stars are dead. The animals will not look: We are left alone with our day, and the time is short, and History to the defeated May say Alas but cannot help nor pardon.
Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night, Brother to Death, in silent darkness born, Relieve my languish and restore the light; With dark forgetting of my care return. And let the day be time enough to mourn The shipwreck of my ill adventured youth: Let waking eyes suffice to wail their scorn Without the torment of the night's untruth.
Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said,There is a man child conceived.
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The soul that rises with us, our life's star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar: Not in entire forgetfulness And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy! Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy, But he beholds the light, and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy; The youth, who daily farther from the east Must travel, still is nature's priest, And by the vision splendid Is on his wayattended; At length the man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day.
To live each day as though one's last, never flustered, neverapathetic, neverattitudinizingöhere isperfection of character.
All the live murmur of a summer's day.
Mont Blanc yet gleams on high: the power is there, The still and solemn power of many sights And many sounds, and much of life and death. In the long glare of day, the snows descend Upon that Mountain; none beholds them there, Nor when the flakes burn in the sinking sun, Or the sunbeams dart through them.
Far away from where I am now there is a little gap in the hills, and beyond it the sea; and 'tis there I do be looking the whole day long, for it's the nearest thing to yourself that I can see.
Now hast thou but one bare hour to live, And then thou must be damned perpetually! Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come. Fair nature's eye, rise, rise, again, and make Perpetual day; or let this hour be but Ayear, a month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent and save his soul! O lente, lente currite, noctis equi: The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike, The devil will come, and Faustus must be damned. Oh, I'll leap up to my God!öWho pulls me down?ö See, see, where Christ's blood streams in the firmament! One drop would save my soul, half a drop, ah, my Christ.
'Tis the year's midnight, and it is the day's.
But say That death be not one stroke, as I supposed, Bereaving sense, but endless misery From this day onward, which I feel begun Both in me, and without me, and so last To perpetuity; ay me, that fear Comes thund'ring back with dreadful revolution On my defenceless head; both Death and I Am found eternal, and incorporate both, Nor I on my part single, in me all Paradise Lost Posterity stands cursed: fair patrimony That I must leave ye, sons; O were I able To waste it all myself, and leave ye none!
For the last blossom is the first blossom And the first blossom is the best blossom And when from Eden we take our way The morning after is the first day.
The childhood shows the man, As morning shows the day. Be famous then By wisdom; as thy empire must extend, So let extend thy mind o'er all the world.
Mother always told me my day was coming, but I never realized I'd end up being the shortest knight of the year.
For I have seyn of a ful misty morwe Folowen ful ofte a myrie someris day.
A living is made, Mr Kemper, by selling something that everybody needs at least once a year.Yes, sir! And a million ismade by producing something that everybody needs every day.You artists produce something that nobody needs at any time.
The news of the dayas it reaches the newspaper office is an incredible medley of fact, propaganda, rumor, suspicion, clues, hopes, and fears, and the task of selecting and ordering that news is one of the truly sacred and priestly offices in a democracy. For the newspaper isinall literalnessthebibleofdemocracy, the book out of which a people determines its conduct.
La mort, mon fils, est un bien pour tous les hommes; elle est la nuit de ce jour inquiet qu'on appelle la vie. Bernstein Death, my son, is a good for all; it is the night of this worrisome day that one calls life.
Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence? If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me. If Isay, Surely the darknessshall cover me; even thenight shall be light about me. Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee.
No sunöno moon! No mornöno noon No dawnöno dusköno proper time of day.
I remember, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away!
Not a penny off the pay; not a second on the day.
Go out on the front porch of the house, turn the Washington Post over with your big toe, and if your name's above the fold, you know you're not going to have a good day.
Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of ev'n or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, of human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works to me expunged and razed, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Sun-girt city, thou hast been Ocean's child, and then his queen; Now is come a darker day, And thou soon must be his prey.
For he saith, I have heard thee in a time accepted, and in the day of salvation have I succoured thee: behold, now istheaccepted time; behold, now isthe dayof salvation.
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed,ö Or to victorie!ö Now's the day, and now's the hour; See the front o' battle lour; See approach proud Edward's power, Chains and Slaverie!
I am getting more obscure day by day.
Better one day as a lion than a hundred years as a sheep.
Human good turns out to be activity of soul exhibiting excellence, and if there is more than one sort of excellence, in accordance with the best and most complete.Foroneswallowdoesnot makea summer, nor does one day; and so too one day, or a short time, does not make a man blessed and happy.
The heavens declare the glory of God: and the firmament sheweth his handywork.One day telleth another: and one night certifieth another. There is neither speech nor language: but their voices are heard among them. Their sound isgone out into all lands: and their words into the ends of the world.
Is it not possible that the rage for confession, autobiography, especially for memories of earliest childhood, is explained by our persistent yet mysterious belief in a self which is continuous and permanent; which, untouched by all we acquire and all we shed, pushes a green spear through the dead leaves and throughthemould, thrusts a scaled bud through years of darkness until, one day, the light discovers it and shakes the flower free andöwe are aliveöwe are flowering for our moment upon the earth? This is the moment which after all, we live foröthe moment of direct feeling when we are most ourselves and least personal.
Those little eyes so helpless and appealing One day will flash and send you crashing through the ceiling.
Change proves true on the day it is finished.
On the Last Day the wrecks will surface over the sea.
As Einstein once said, ordinary life in an ordinary day in the modern world is a dreary business. I mean dreary. People will do anything just to escape this dreariness.
Set me whereas the sun doth parch the green, Or where his beams may not dissolve the ice, In temperate heat, where he is felt and seen, With proud people, in presence sad and wise; Set me in base, or yet in high degree, In the long night, or in the shortest day, In clear weather, or where mists thickest be, In lusty youth, or when my hairs be grey Yours will I be, and with that only thought Comfort myself when that my hap is nought.
Had we but world enough, and time, This coyness Lady were no crime. We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long love's day. Thou by the Indian Ganges'side Shouldst rubies find: I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the flood.
So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower, No more doth flourish after first decay, That erst was sought to deck both bed and bower, Of manya lady, and many a paramour: Gather therefore the rose, whilst yet is prime, For soon comes age, that will her pride deflower: Gather the rose of love, whilst yet is time, Whilst loving thou mayst love' d be with equal crime.
When evening quickens in the street, comes a pause in the day's occupation that is known as the cocktail hour.
Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour.
Phillis, why shou'd we delay Pleasures shorter than the day?
We call the heroes of the past heroes of production.We feel entitled to call the present day magazine heroes 'idols ofconsumption'.Indeed, almosteveryoneofthem is directly, or indirectly, related to the sphere of leisure time.
We cannot do without the past in solving the architectural problems of our own day.
The rest to some faint meaning make pretence, But Shadwell never deviates into sense. Some beams of wit on other souls may fall, Strike through and make a lucid interval; But Shadwell's genuine night admits no ray, His rising fogs prevail upon the day.
So to engraft our hands, as yet Was all the means to make us one, And pictures in our eyes to get Was all our propagation. And whilst our souls negotiate there, We like sepulchral statues lay; All day, the same our postures were, And we said nothing all the day.
Today, children,Iam going totell you about thehistoryof Mr.Blackmaninthreesentences.Inthebeginning hehad the land and the mind and the soul together.On the secondday, they took thebodyaway tobarter itforsilver coins.On the third day, seeing that he was still fighting back, they brought priests and educators to bind his mind and soul so that these foreigners could more easily take his land and produce.
Carpe diem. Seize the day.
But what are kings, when regiment isgone, But perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
Ah s |¤ , ponerse a escribir otra vez, que¤ vomitivo! Como si todo esto sirviera para algo, como si todo esto fuera a entrar en alguna cabezota, a entretener a alguno de los lectores babosos, ovillados en sus poltronas, frente al sopo¤ n sopor|¤fero de cada d|¤a! Ah yes, going back to writing, how disgusting! As if all this had some purpose, as if all this would penetrate somethick skull, amusesome drivelling readercurledup in his armchair before the soporific stew of every day!
Un journal est un conseiller qu'on n'a pas besoin d'aller chercher, mais qui se pre¤ sente de lui-me" me et qui vous parle tous les jours et brie' vement de l'affaire commune, sans vous de¤ ranger de vos affaires particulie' res. A newspaper is an adviser whom one does not need to seek out, but one who comes of his own accord and speaks to you every day, briefly, of public affairs, without disturbing you from your own.
For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth: And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God.
At one withthe One, it didn't meana thing besidea glass of Guinness on a sunny day.
May He support us all the day long, till the shades lengthen, and the evening comes, and the busy world is hushed, and the fever of life is over, and our work is done! Then in His mercy may He give us a safe lodging, and a holy rest, and peace at the last.
Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky: The dew shall weep thy fall tonight, For thou must die.
Lady, three white leopards sat under a juniper-tree In the cool of the day.
Don't look forward to the day you stop suffering, because when it comes you'll know you're dead.
There lies the port; the vessel, puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with meö That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheadsöyou and I are old: Old age hath yet his honour and his toil; Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices.Come, my friends, 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows: for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Though much is taken, much abides: and though We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and hearth: that which we are, we are: One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
The longest day must have its close,öthe gloomiest night will wear on to a morning. An eternal, inexorable lapse of moments is ever hurrying the day of the evil to aneternal night, andthenightofthejusttoaneternalday.
There's night and day, brother, both sweet things; sun, moon, and stars, brother, all sweet things: there's likewise a wind on the heath. Life is very sweet, brother; who would wish to die?
Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, Lulled by the coil of his crystalline streams Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay, And saw in sleep old palaces and towers Quivering within the wave's intenser day, All overgrown with azure moss and flowers So sweet, the sense faints picturing them.
Regard this day's life as yours, but all else as Fortune's.
Nor at all can tell Whether I mean this day to end myself, Or lend an ear to Plato where he says, That men like soldiers may not quit the post Allotted by the Gods.
God appears and God is light To those poor souls who dwell in night, But does a human form display To those who dwell in realms of day.
One day is with the Lord as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day.
Three hours a day will produce as much as a man ought to write.
My young love said to me,'My brothers won't mind, And my parents won't slight you for your lack of kind.' Then she stepped away from me, and this she did say, 'It will not be long, love, till our wedding day.'
The party's over, it's time to call it a day.
If you go down in the woods today You're sure of a big surprise If you down in the woods today You'd better go in disguise. For every Bear that ever there was Will gather there for certain because, Today's the day theTeddy Bears have their Picnic.
There is sorrow enough in the natural way From men and women to fill our day; But when we are certain of sorrow in store, Why do we always arrange for more? Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.
Tomorrow, I'll think of some other way to get him back. After all, tomorrow is another day.
A good rider may often be thrown from his horse, And climb on once again to face forward his course, Which is how I went forward myself on my way, And come,Christ, and give me my true judgment day.
On this twelfth day of my diet I would rather die satiated than slim.
Beneath is spread like a green sea The waveless plain of Lombardy, Bounded by the vaporous air, Islanded by cities fair; Underneath Day's azure eyes, Ocean's nursling,Venice lies,ö A peopled labyrinth of walls, Amphitrite's destined halls.
We may say 'God Save the Queen', because nothing will save the Governor-General Maintain your rage and your enthusiasm for the election now to be held and until polling day.
I got me flowers to strewThy way, I got me boughs off many a tree; But Thou wast up by break of day, And brought'st Thy sweets along withThee.
We agreed that the novel is absolutely the only vehicle for the thought of our day.
All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night inthe dusty recesses of their mindswake inthe day to find that it was vanity; but the dreamers of the dayare dangerous men, for they mayact their dream with open eyes, to make it possible.
So when I am wearied with wandering all day; To thee my delight in the evening I come: No matter what beauties I saw in my way: They were but my visits; but thou art my home.
For who to dumb Forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resigned, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing ling'ring look behind?
What I had not foreseen Was the gradual day Weakening the will Leaking the brightness away
And wealth abides not, it is but for a day.
Went the day well?
Woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me, Saying that now you are not as you were When you had changed fromthe one who was all to me, But as at first, when our day was fair.
Ah when will this long weary day have end, And lend me leave to come unto my love? How slowly do the hours their numbers spend! How slowly does sad Time his feathers move!
One foot in Eden still, I stand And look across the other land. The world's great day isgrowing late, Yet strange these fields that we have planted So long with crops of love and hate.
Browse dictionary entries near day
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- Davy Jones's locker
- Davy Jones
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- day care
- Day-Glo
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- day in court
- day job
- day laborer
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