The Sunflowr, thinking twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t excuse the blame; It was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head. CowleyOf Plants. Bk. IV. Of Flowers. The Poppy. L. 102.
With zealous step he climbs the upland lawn, And bows in homage to the rising dawn; Imbibes with eagle eye the golden ray, And watches, as it moves, the orb of day. Erasmus DarwinLoves of the Plants. Canto I. L. 225.
Eagle of flowers! I see thee stand, And on the suns noon-glory gaze; With eye like his, thy lids expand, And fringe their disk with golden rays: Though fixd on earth, in darkness rooted there, Light is thy element, thy dwelling air, Thy prospect heaven. MontgomeryThe Sunflower.
But one, the lofty follower of the Sun, Sad when he sets, shuts up her yellow leaves Drooping all night; and, when he warm returns, Points her enamoured bosom to his ray. ThomsonThe Seasons. Summer. L. 216.