The gay motes that people the sunbeams.

Virtue could see to do what Virtue would by her own radiant light, though sun and moon where in the flat sea sunk.

He that has light within his own clear breast May sit in the centre, and enjoy bright day: But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts Benighted walks under the mid-day sun; Himself his own dungeon.

The great duties of life are written with a sunbeam.

Out of the solar walk and Heaven's highway.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature's eye.