The morning steals upon the night,
Melting the darkness.
SHAKS.: _Tempest,_ Act v., Sc. 1.
The day begins to break, and night is fled,
Whose pitchy mantle over-veil'd the earth.
SHAKS.: _1 Henry VI.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.
Clothing the palpable and familiar
With golden exhalations of the dawn.
COLERIDGE: _Death of Wallenstein,_ Act i., Sc. 1.