I leaned on the sill of the high window where golden sunlight lay in a puddle.

Harsh, glaring sunlight laid a burning strip on the floor.

Beyond them, far to the south, the sunlight lay a golden glory on the four peaks of the Mazatzals.

The sun arose, the fog lifted, sunlight lay gently upon the fens.

Outside, the sunlight lay golden on the green forest, clothing the mountainside.

Outside the chapel, sunlight lay on the land, and there was a fresh scent of spring in the air.

The clouds had cleared, and a sunlight like golden wine lay on the mountains.

Filtered sunlight lay in primrosepale bars across the cloth and the two places laid with silver.

I went outside, where sunlight lay on the dusty street and upon the walks.

He was in the shade now: only sunlight lay upon him!