"It was the cooling hour, just when the rounded red sun sinks down behind the azure hill,
Which then seems as if the whole earth is bounded, circling all nature, hush'd, and dim, and still,
With the far mountain-crescent half surrounded on one side, and the deep sea calm and chill upon the other, and the rosy sky
With one star sparkling through it like an eye." - Lord Byron
"The sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water caught fire." Pamela Hansford Johnson
