The slowly revolving Milky Way was only a glory within me; the great woman-star Jeweling the summit of a cliff, was only an ecstasy within me; the murmuring of the river out in the dark was only the singing of my heart; and the deep, deep blue of the heavens was only the splendid color of my soul.
"The River and I"
John G. Neihardt
So high on the mountain side were perched the simple inn and the group of brown chalets clustering round the big church with its bulbous, Oriental spire, that they caught the last red rays of sunset and held them flashing on burnished copper roof plates, and Jeweling small, bright window-panes long after the green valley below was curtained with shadow.
"The Princess Virginia"
C. N. Williamson A. M. Williamson