„Where the blue of the night
Meets the gold of the day,
Someone waits for me.
And the gold of her hair
crowns the blue of her eyes
like a halo tenderly.“
— Roy Turk American songwriter 1892 - 1934
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— Walter Scott Scottish historical novelist, playwright, and poet 1771 - 1832
Canto III, stanza 24.
„A violet by a mossy stone
Half hidden from the eye;
Fair as a star, when only one
Is shining in the sky.“
— William Wordsworth English Romantic poet 1770 - 1850
She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways, st. ? (1799).
— James Weldon Johnson writer and activist 1871 - 1938
The Glory of the Day Was in Her Face, st. 1 (1917).
„Twilight, ascending slowly from the east,
Entwined in duskier wreaths her braided locks
O'er the fair front and radiant eyes of day,
Night followed, clad with stars.“
— Percy Bysshe Shelley English Romantic poet 1792 - 1822
Alastor, or The Spirit of Solitude (1816)
„Death is an angel with two faces:
To us he turns
A face of terror, blighting all things fair;
The other burns
With glory of the stars, and love is there.“
— Theodore Chickering Williams American hymnwriter 1855 - 1915
A Thanatopsis, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
„The night folds her trembling hands over a weary world. Out of a pale blue rises the shining moon. My thoughts are flying to the stars like lonely swans.“
— Joseph Goebbels Nazi politician and Propaganda Minister 1897 - 1945
Nacht faltet zitternde Hände über der müden Welt. Aus blassem Blau steigt leuchtend der Mond. Meine Gedanken fliegen wie einsame Schwäne in die Sterne.