Evening..

"But in the evening at my home there will be a dance!"
- ('Thus Spake Zarathustra')

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"Pa's fiddle answered her with little notes running like water in the sunshine and widening into a pool. The moon was rising. The creamy light crept up the sky and the stars melted in it. Cool and silvery, the moonlight lay over the dark land, and softly Pa sang with the fiddle:
'When the stars are brightly beaming
And the sighing winds are still,
When the twilight shadows hover o'er the lea,
There's a tiny candle gleaming
From the cottage 'neath the hill
And I know that little beacon shines for me.'"

By the Shores of Silver Lake by Laura Ingalls Wilder

Did anyone else ever say it quite like T S Eliot?

Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherised upon a table

“ It was a wonderful darkness, though, that hadn't forgotten the sunset, and the white mountains were great banks of roses against a skyful of fading violets.”

In My Friend the Chauffeur

"But to Sam the evening deepened to darkness as he stood at the Haven; and as he looked at the grey sea he saw only a shadow in the waters that was soon lost in the West. There he stood far into the night, hearing only the sigh and murmur of the waves on the shores of Middle-Earth, and the sound of them sank deep into his heart."

The Return of the King by J. R. R. Tolkien