period of time from sunrise to noon
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Morning is the part of the day usually reckoned from dawn to noon. The word morning originally referred to the sunrise. Morning precedes midday, afternoon, and night in the sequence of a day.

Morning has broken,
Like the first morning,
Blackbird has spoken
Like the first bird.
~ Eleanor Farjeon


Wak'd by the circling hours, with rosy hand
Unbarr'd the gates of light. ~ John Milton
This was not judgement day — only morning. Morning: excellent and fair. ~ William Styron
  • DAWN, n. The time when men of reason go to bed. Certain old men prefer to rise at about that time, taking a cold bath and a long walk with an empty stomach, and otherwise mortifying the flesh. They then point with pride to these practices as the cause of their sturdy health and ripe years; the truth being that they are hearty and old, not because of their habits, but in spite of them. The reason we find only robust persons doing this thing is that it has killed all the others who have tried it.
    • Ambrose Bierce, The Cynic's Dictionary (1906); republished as The Devil's Dictionary (1911).
  • The morn is up again, the dewy morn,
    With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom,
    Laughing the clouds away with playful scorn,
    And living as if earth contained no tomb,—
    And glowing into day.
  • I’m not very good at getting up in the morning. In fact, let’s be honest here, that’s an understatement. I am appalling at getting up in the morning. My idea of morning starts about 7am-ish, preferably with a steaming cup of tea brought to me in bed, and ideally with a half-hour or so to come round slowly, maybe reading a book or something. Anything before 7am isn’t morning but part of the night before, so I was already seeing parts of the day I hadn’t realised existed.
  • I saw myself the lambent easy light
    Gild the brown horror, and dispel the night.
    • John Dryden, The Hind and the Panther (1687), Part II, line 1,230.
  • On, on we went, till at last the east began to blush like the cheek of a girl. Then there came faint rays of primrose light, that changed presently to golden bars, through which the dawn glided out across the desert. The stars grew pale and paler still, till at last they vanished; the golden moon waxed wan, and her mountain ridges stood out against her sickly face like the bones on the cheek of a dying man. Then came spear upon spear of light flashing far away across the boundless wilderness, piercing and firing the veils of mist, till the desert was draped in a tremulous golden glow, and it was day.
    • H. Rider Haggard, King Solomon's Mines (1885), Chapter 5, "Our March into the Desert".
  • Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet,
    With charm of earliest birds.
  • Now morn, her rosy steps in th' eastern clime
    Advancing, sow'd the earth with Orient pearl.
  • Morn,
    Wak'd by the circling hours, with rosy hand
    Unbarr'd the gates of light.
  • Every morning
    I wake up with the news
    of bloodshed.
    I feel my body,
    desperate to know whether
    I’m still alive.
  • Prayer is the key of the morning,
    and the bolt of the evening..
  • But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad,
    Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill.
  • See how the morning opes her golden gates,
    And takes her farewell of the glorious sun!
    How well resembles it the prime of youth,
    Trimm'd like a younker prancing to his love.
  • As when the golden sun salutes the morn,
    And, having gilt the ocean with his beams,
    Gallops the zodiac in his glistening coach.
No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.
  • No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.
  • Morn in the white wake of the morning star
    Came furrowing all the orient into gold.
  • Rise, happy morn, rise, holy morn,
    Draw forth the cheerful day from night;
    O Father, touch the east, and light
    The light that shone when Hope was born.
  • The meek-eyed Morn appears, mother of Dews.
  • The Sun was still in bed, but there was a lightness in the sky over the Hundred Acre Wood which seemed to show that it was waking up and would soon be kicking off its clothes.

Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations

Quotes reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 528-30.
  • The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by
    As if they loved to breast the breeze that sweeps the cool clear sky.
  • Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose
    From out night's gray and cloudy sheath;
    Softly and still it grows and grows,
    Petal by petal, leaf by leaf.
  • Awake thee, my Lady-Love!
    Wake thee, and rise!
    The sun through the bower peeps
    Into thine eyes.
  • The breezy call of incense-breathing morn.
  • Now from the smooth deep ocean-stream the sun
    Began to climb the heavens, and with new rays
    Smote the surrounding fields.
    • Homer, The Iliad, Book VII, line 525. Bryant's translation.
  • In saffron-colored mantle from the tides
    Of Ocean rose the Morning to bright light
    To gods and men.
    • Homer, The Iliad, Book XIX, line 1. Bryant's translation.
  • The Morn! she is the source of sighs,
    The very face to make us sad;
    If but to think in other times
    The same calm quiet look she had.
  • The blessed morn has come again;
    The early gray
    Taps at the slumberer's window pane,
    And seems to say,
    Break, break from the enchanter's chain,
    Away, away!
  • I have heard the mavis singing
    Its love-song to the morn;
    I've seen the dew-drop clinging
    To the rose just newly born.
  • Hues of the rich unfolding morn,
    That, ere the glorious sun be born,
    By some soft touch invisible
    Around his path are taught to swell.
  • A fine morning,
    Nothing's the matter with it that I know of.
    I have seen better and I have seen worse.
  • Far off I hear the crowing of the cocks,
    And through the opening door that time unlocks
    Feel the fresh breathing of To-morrow creep.
  • Like pearl
    Dropt from the opening eyelids of the morn
    Upon the bashful rose.
  • Under the opening eyelids of the morn.
  • Flames in the forehead of the morning sky.
  • When did morning ever break,
    And find such beaming eyes awake?
  • Morgen Stunde hat Gold im Munde.
    • The morning hour has gold in the mouth.
    • For history of the saying see Max Müller, Lectures on the Science of Language, Section Series, p. 378 (Ed. 1864).
  • Hadn't he been blowing kisses to Earth millions of years before I was born?
  • Bright chanticleer proclaims the dawn
    And spangles deck the thorn.
    • John O'Keefe, Tzar Peter, Act I, scene 4. (Originally "bold" for "bright").
  • If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea.
    • Psalms. CXXXIX. 9.
  • At length the morn and cold indifference came.
  • Clothing the palpable and familiar
    With golden exhalations of the dawn.
  • But with the morning cool reflection came.
  • But with the morning cool repentance came.
  • Hail, gentle Dawn! mild blushing goddess, hail!
    Rejoic'd I see thy purple mantle spread
    O'er half the skies, gems pave thy radiant way,
    And orient pearls from ev'ry shrub depend.
  • Now the frosty stars are gone:
    I have watched them one by one,
    Fading on the shores of Dawn.
    Round and full the glorious sun
    Walks with level step the spray,
    Through his vestibule of Day.
  • And yonder fly his scattered golden arrows,
    And smite the hills with day.
  • There in the windy flood of morning
    Longing lifted its weight from me,
    Lost as a sob in the midst of cheering,
    Swept as a sea-bird out to sea.
  • The yellow fog came creeping down
    The bridges, till the houses' walls
    Seemed changed to shadows, and St. Paul's
    Loomed like a bubble o'er the town.
  • And the fresh air of incense-breathing morn
    Shall wooingly embrace it.
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