Sunset

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

Sunset (or sundown) is the daily disappearance of the Sun below the horizon in the west as a result of Earth's rotation. The time of sunset is defined in astronomy as the moment the trailing edge of the Sun's disk disappears below the horizon in the west. The ray path of light from the setting Sun is highly distorted near the horizon because of atmospheric refraction, making sunset appear to occur when the Sun's disk is already about one diameter below the horizon. Sunset is distinct from dusk, which is the moment at which darkness falls, which occurs when the Sun is approximately eighteen degrees below the horizon. The period between sunset and dusk is called twilight.

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Sun setting over Georgian Bay
Beautiful Sunset over Georgian Bay, Canada: Love is the dawn of marriage, and marriage is the sunset of love - French Proverb
  • The death-bed of a day, how beautiful!
  • 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.
  • The sacred lamp of day
    Now dipt in western clouds his parting ray.
  • Down sank the great red sun, and in golden, glimmering vapors
    Veiled the light of his face, like the Prophet descending from Sinai.
  • Softly the evening came. The sun from the western horizon
    Like a magician extended his golden wand o'er the landscape;
    Twinkling vapors arose; and sky and water and forest
    Seemed all on fire at the touch, and melted and mingled together.
  • And the gilded car of day,
    His glowing axle doth allay
    In the steep Atlantic stream.
  • The setting sun, and music at the close,
    At the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last.

Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations[edit]

Quotes reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 769-70.
  • 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.
  • See! he sinks
    Without a word; and his ensanguined bier
    Is vacant in the west, while far and near
    Behold! each coward shadow eastward shrinks,
    Thou dost not strive, O sun, nor dost thou cry
    Amid thy cloud-built streets.
  • Oft did I wonder why the setting sun
    Should look upon us with a blushing face:
    Is't not for shame of what he hath seen done,
    Whilst in our hemisphere he ran his race?
  • Forming and breaking in the sky,
    I fancy all shapes are there;
    Temple, mountain, monument, spire;
    Ships rigged out with sails of fire,
    And blown by the evening air.
  • After a day of cloud and wind and rain
    Sometimes the setting sun breaks out again,
    And, touching all the darksome woods with light,
    Smiles on the fields until they laugh and sing,
    Then like a ruby from the horizon's ring,
    Drops down into the night.
  • Now in his Palace of the West,
    Sinking to slumber, the bright Day,
    Like a tired monarch fann'd to rest,
    'Mid the cool airs of Evening lay;
    While round his couch's golden rim
    The gaudy clouds, like courtiers, crept—
    Struggling each other's light to dim,
    And catch his last smile e'er he slept.
  • Long on the wave reflected lustres play.
  • Methought little space 'tween those hills intervened,
    But nearer,—more lofty,—more shaggy they seemed.
    The clouds o'er their summits they calmly did rest,
    And hung on the ether's invisible breast;
    Than the vapours of earth they seemed purer, more bright,—
    Oh! could they be clouds? 'Twas the necklace of night.
  • The lonely sunsets flare forlorn
    Down valleys dreadly desolate;
    The lonely mountains soar in scorn
    As still as death, as stern as fate.
  • The sun was down,
    And all the west was paved with sullen fire.
    I cried, "Behold! the barren beach of hell
    At ebb of tide."
  • How fine has the day been! how bright was the sun,
    How lovely and joyful the course that he run!
    Though he rose in a mist when his race he begun,
    And there followed some droppings of rain:
    But now the fair traveller's come to the west,
    His rays are all gold, and his beauties are best;
    He paints the skies gay as he sinks to his rest,
    And foretells a bright rising again.

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