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The sun sinks and vanishes but his admiration does not vanish: it deepens and sinks into love, till he can repeat the seventeenth-century poet Herbert's lines, "Thou art my lovelinesse, my life, my light, Beautie alone to me;"
-- Notebooks Category 3: Relax and Retreat > Chapter 7 : Sunset Contemplation > # 61