The City is of Night, but not of Sleep; There sweet Sleep is not for the weary brain; The pitiless hours like years and ages creep, A night seems termless hell.

-Thomson,James pseudonym 'BV',ByssheVanolis
  The City of Dreadful Night, pt.1.

Three hours a day will produce as much as a man ought to write.

-Trollope, Anthony
  Autobiography, ch.15.

I saw Eternity the other night Like a great ring of pure and endless light, All calm, as it was bright, And round beneath it,Time in hours, days, years Driven by the spheres Like a vast shadow moved.

-Vaughan, Henry
  Silex Scintillans,'TheWorld'.

Catherinehad threehundred lovers.Idid thebest Icould do in a couple of hours.

-West, Mae
  Curtain speech at the end of her play CatherineWas Great. Attributed.

These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart.

-Wordsworth,William
  'Lines composed a few miles aboveTintern Abbey, on revisiting the banks of theWye',1.22^8.

There's not a man That lives who hath not known his god-like hours.

-Wordsworth,William
^1805  The Prelude, bk.3, l.190^1 (published1850).

Rose of all Roses,Rose of all the World! The tall thought-woven sails, that flap unfurled Above the tide of hours, trouble the air, And God's bell buoyed to be the water's care.

-Yeats,W(illiam) B(utler)
  'The Rose of Battle', l.1^4. Collected in The Rose (1893).