“Haply I think on thee, and then my state,Like to the lark at break of day arisingFrom sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;For thy sweet love remembered such wealth bringsThat then I scorn to change my state with kings.”
William Shakespeare
“Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.”
Willa Sibert Cather
“Nature in darkness groans and men are bound to sullen contemplation in the night: restless they turn on beds of sorrow; in their inmost brain feeling the crushing wheels, they rise, they write the bitter words of stern philosophy and knead the bread of knowledge with tears and groans.”
William Blake
“No longer mourn for me when I am deadThan you shall hear the surly sullen bellGive warning to the world that I am fledFrom this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell.”
“The selfish smiling fool, and the sullen frowning fool, shall be both thought wise, that they may be a rod.”
“In those vernal seasons of the year, when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against nature not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth”
John Milton
“When the sky falls we'll catch larks.”
Irish Proverb
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