Busy old fool, unruly Sun, why dost thou thus through windows and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
We must not let daylight in upon the magic.
We've got our own daylight to get bad thoughts away, and we talk with that light - our star in our heart. We take away what's unimportant.
He that will enjoy the brightness of sunshine, must quit the coolness of the shade.
God is waiting to be gracious, and is willing to make us happy in religion, if we would not run away from him. We refuse to open the window shutters, and complain that it is dark.
Because forgiveness is like this: a room can be dank because you have closed the windows, you've closed the curtains. But the sun is shining outside, and the air is fresh outside. In order to get that fresh air, you have to get up and open the window and draw the curtains apart.
Hide not your talents. They for use were made. What's a sundial in the shade?
For when they see the people swarm into the streets, and daily wet to the skin with rain, and yet cannot persuade them to go out of the rain, they do keep themselves within their houses, seeing they cannot remedy the folly of the people.
Weather is uncontrollable. Only the Lord above can control the weather. Whatever we get, we have to work with.
O solitude, where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
What childishness is it that while there's breath of life in our bodies, we are determined to rush to see the sun the other way around?