“Yon wouldn't believe how many trees I have around here and how long it took me to get just the right lights to outline them.”
Keith Sweat
“Behold her, single in the field,Yon solitary Highland lass!Reaping and singing by herself;Stop here, or gently pass!”
William Wordsworth
“Smiled like yon knot of cowslips on a cliff.”
Robert Blair
“How gently rock yon poplars high Against the reach of primrose sky With heaven's pale candles stored.”
Jean Ingelow
“In yon strait path a thousand May well be stopped by three”
Thomas Babington Macaulay
“Predestination in the stride o' yon connectin'-rod.”
Rudyard Kipling
“O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray / Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still.”
John Milton
