Come watch with me the shaft of fire that glows
In yonder West: the fair, frail palaces,
The fading Alps and archipelagoes,
And great cloud-continents of sunset-seas. – Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Softly the evening came. The sun from the western horizon
Like a magician extended his golden wand oer the landscape;
Twinkling vapors arose; and sky and water and forest
Seemed all on fire at the touch, and melted and mingled together. – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow