But the rays of the sun soon broke through the watery mass and melted it away.

The tiny rays of the flashlight broke the darkness.

Then the first ray of dawn broke the horizon.

A ray of sunshine broke through the clouds, fell on the bloody stone.

The first rays of light broke through the darkness.

The sun's rays breaking through the clouds intimates there is a heaven.

It had been about an hour or so, before the first rays broke through, gilding the upper leaves.

The snow stopped and bright rays broke through open spaces.

They reached the door just as the morning sun's first rays, so sublime and so still, broke over them.

The first ray of dawn broke through, and I saw a werjun sitting in an old tree.