The sun from the western horizon
Like a magician extended his golden want o'er the landscape;
Trinkling vapors arose;
and sky and water and forest
Seemed all on fire at the touch,
and melted and mingled together.
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Nobody of any real culture, for instance, ever talks nowadays about the beauty of sunset. Sunsets are quite old fashioned. To admire them is a distinct sign of provincialism of temperament.
~ Oscar Wilde
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