Sunset

The death-bed of a day, how beautiful!

— Sunset

Sunsets are loved because they vanish.

— Sunset

It was the cooling hour, just when the roundedWith one star sparkling through it like an eye.

— Sunset

The sacred lamp of dayNow dipt in western clouds his parting ray.

— Sunset

Down sank the great red sun, and in golden, glimmering vaporsVeiled the light of his face, like the Prophet descending from Sinai.

— Sunset

Softly the evening came. The sun from the western horizonSeemed all on fire at the touch, and melted and mingled together.

— Sunset

Utu, shepherd of the land, father of the black-headed, when you go to sleep, the people go to sleep with you; youth Utu, when you rise, the people rise with you.

— Sunset

And the gilded car of day,In the steep Atlantic stream.

— Sunset

The setting sun, and music at the close,At the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last.

— Sunset

When the sun sets, who doth not look for night?

— Sunset

Come watch with me the shaft of fire that glowsAnd great cloud-continents of sunset-seas.

— Sunset

See! he sinksAmid thy cloud-built streets.

— Sunset

Oft did I wonder why the setting sun Whilst in our hemisphere he ran his race?

— Sunset

Forming and breaking in the sky, And blown by the evening air.

— Sunset

After a day of cloud and wind and rain Drops down into the night.

— Sunset

Now in his Palace of the West, And catch his last smile e'er he slept.

— Sunset

Long on the wave reflected lustres play.

— Sunset

Methought little space 'tween those hills intervened,Oh! could they be clouds? 'Twas the necklace of night.

— Sunset

The lonely sunsets flare forlorn As still as death, as stern as fate.

— Sunset

The sun was down,At ebb of tide."

— Sunset

When the sun is setting outside so that you cannot even recognise the hand in front of you, go indoors!

— Sunset

How fine has the day been! how bright was the sun, And foretells a bright rising again.

— Sunset