The weary sun hath made a golden set, And, by the bright track of his fiery car, Gives token of a goodly day to-morrow.

1829 SHAKS.: _Richard III.,_ Act v., Sc. 3.

O the wondrous golden sunset of the blest October day.

1830 JULIA C.R. DORR: _Margery Grey,_ St. 24.

The descending sun Seems to caress the city that he loves, And crowns it with the aureole of a saint.

1831 LONGFELLOW: _Michael Angelo,_ Pt. i., 2.

The sun is going down, And I must see the glory from the hill.

1832 GEORGE ELIOT: _Agatha._

=Sunshine.=

See the gold sunshine patching, And streaming and streaking across The gray-green oaks; and catching, By its soft brown beard, the moss.

1833 BAILEY: _Festus,_ Sc. _The Surface._

As sunshine broken in the rill, Though turned astray, is sunshine still.

1834 MOORE: _The Fire-Worshippers._

=Surfeit.=

As surfeit is the father of much fast, So every scope, by the immoderate use, Turns to restraint.

1835 SHAKS.: _M. for M.,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

=Surprise.=

The fool of nature stood with stupid eyes And gaping mouth, that testified surprise.

1836 DRYDEN: _Cymon and Iphigenia,_ Line 41.

=Suspense.=

For thee the fates, severely kind, ordain A cool suspense, from pleasure and from pain.

1837 POPE: _Eloisa to A.,_ Line 249.

=Suspicion.=

Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; The thief doth fear each bush an officer.

1838 SHAKS.: _3 Henry VI.,_ Act v., Sc. 6.

=Swallow.=

When Autumn scatters his departing gleams, Warned of approaching Winter, gathered, play The swallow-people; and tossed wide around O'er the calm sky, in convolution swift, The feathered eddy floats; rejoicing once, Ere to their wintry slumbers they retire.

1839 THOMSON: _Seasons, Autumn,_ Line 836.

=Swans.=

The swan, with arched neck Between her white wings mantling proudly, rows Her state with oary feet.

1840 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. vii., Line 438.

=Swearing.=

And being thus frighted swears a prayer or two And sleeps again.

1841 SHAKS.: _Rom. and Jul.,_ Act i., Sc. 4.

Take not His name, who made thy mouth, in vain; It gets thee nothing, and hath no excuse.

1842 HERBERT: _Temple, Church Porch,_ St. 10.

=Sweetness.=

Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour.

1843 SHAKS.: _Richard II.,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out.

1844 MILTON: _L'Allegro,_ Line 135.

=Swiftness.=

I go, I go; look how I go; Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow.

1845 SHAKS.: _Mid. N. Dream,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

His golden locks time hath to silver turned; O time too swift! O swiftness never ceasing!

1846 GEORGE PEELE: _Sonnet, Polyhymnia._

=Swimming.=

How many a time have I Cloven with arm still lustier, breast more daring, The wave all roughen'd; with a swimmer's stroke Flinging the billows back from my drench'd hair, And laughing from my lip the audacious brine, Which kiss'd it like a wine-cup, rising o'er The waves as they arose, and prouder still The loftier they uplifted me.

1847 BYRON: _Two Foscari,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

=Sword.=

Full bravely hast thou fleshed Thy maiden sword.

1848 SHAKS.: _1 Henry IV.,_ Act v., Sc. 4.

Chase brave employment with a naked sword Throughout the world.

1849 HERBERT: _The Church Porch._