So it is with minds. Unless you keep them busy with some definite subject that will bridle and control them, they throw themselves in disorder hither and yon in the vague field of imagination... And there is no mad or idle fancy that they do no bring forth in the agitation. Michel de Montaigne
Insatiate archer could not one suffice Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn. Edward Young
Turn, gentle Hermit of the Dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray. Oliver Goldsmith
Yon foaming flood seems motionless as ice Its dizzy turbulence eludes the eye, Frozen by distance. William Wordsworth
But 'neath yon crimson tree Lover to listening maid might breathe his flame, Nor mark, within its roseate canopy, Her blush of maiden shame. William Cullen Bryant
From yon blue heaven above us bent, The grand old gardener and his wife Smile at the claims of long descent. Alfred, Lord Tennyson