Literary notes about golden yellow (AI summary)
Golden yellow is often employed in literature as a vibrant marker of warmth, vitality, and the fleeting beauty of nature. Authors describe eyes, fruits, and even the environment with this resplendent hue to evoke both physical radiance and symbolic meaning. For instance, golden yellow eyes twinkle mischievously under the sun’s glare ([1]), while ripe canes or decaying blooms transform into shades of golden yellow to suggest ripeness or the transience of life ([2], [3]). The color also casts its luminous glow on natural landscapes and creatures—from a bird’s plumage glowing in the light ([4]) to entire fields bathed in the gentle shimmer of a golden yellow sunset ([5], [6], [7]). Through these diverse depictions, golden yellow stands as a multifaceted symbol, enriching narratives with a sense of warmth, renewal, and poetic immediacy.
- You drinkers of life, Twinkling maliciously Your golden yellow eyes, Mirrors winking in the sunshine?
— from Precipitations by Evelyn Scott - When thoroughly ripe the cane is of a light golden yellow, streaked here and there with red.
— from Due South; or, Cuba Past and Present by Maturin Murray Ballou - The whole plant is fleshy, of a rose-red or brilliant pink colour, turning to golden yellow in decay.
— from Sea-Weeds, Shells and Fossils by B. B. (Bernard Bolingbroke) Woodward - There, on a swinging vine, sat a beautiful bird, all golden yellow, with streaks of green on its back.
— from The Joyous Story of Toto by Laura Elizabeth Howe Richards - Yonder is golden yellow, where the helianthus turns her dial-like face to the sun.
— from The Scalp Hunters by Mayne Reid - Golden yellow was, of course, the symbol of the sun and of Sunday.
— from The Curious Lore of Precious Stones Being a description of their sentiments and folk lore, superstitions, symbolism, mysticism, use in medicine, protection, prevention, religion, and divination. Crystal gazing, birth-stones, lucky stones and talismans, astral, zodiacal, and planetary by George Frederick Kunz - The sunshine was of that warm, golden yellow which belongs to the autumn.
— from Fashion and Famine by Ann S. (Ann Sophia) Stephens
