…And great cloud-continents of sunset-seas. – Thomas Bailey Aldrich, “Miracles”

Those playful fancies of the mighty sky. – Albert Smith (clouds)

For age is opportunity no less than youth itself, though in another dress, and as the evening twilight fades away, the sky is filled with stars, invisible by day. – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

And now it has risen above the massive and lofty tree, and throws its pleasant shadow down upon the earth—pleasant shadow that paces along the meadows, leaving behind a greater brilliancy on tree, and grass, and hedge, and flower than what, for a moment, it had eclipsed. – William Smith, Gravenhurst, or Thoughts on Good and Evil, 1862