Quote#Beauty
O Night! most beautiful and rare!
Quote byThomas Buchanan Read · 1822–1872
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Poems (1847), A Hymn to the Night.
English (original)
O Night! most beautiful and rare! Thou givest the heavens their holiest hue, And through the azure fields of air Bringest down the gentle dew.
— Thomas Buchanan Read
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