Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
On Sundays, at the matin-chime, The Alpine peasants, two and three, Climb up here to pray; Burghers and dames, at summers prime, Ride out to church from Chamberry, Dight with mantles gay, But else it is a lonely time Round the Church of Brou. Matthew ArnoldThe Church of Brou. II. St. 3.
Gently on tiptoe Sunday creeps, Cheerfully from the stars he peeps, Mortals are all asleep below, None in the village hears him go; Een chanticleer keeps very still, For Sunday whispered, twas his will. John Peter HebelSunday Morning.
The Sundaies of mans life, Thredded together on times string, Make bracelets to adorn the wife Of the eternal, glorious King. On Sunday heavens gates stand ope; Blessings are plentiful and rife. More plentiful than hope. HerbertTemple. The Church. Sunday.
For, bless the gude mon, gin he had his ain way, Hed na let a cat on the Sabbath say mew; Nae birdie maun whistle, nae lambie maun play, An Phbus himsel could na travel that day, As hed find a new Joshua in Andie Agnew. MooreSunday Ethics. St. 3.