Now, I looked on the evening star, as softly and calmly it hung pendulous in the orange hues of sunset.
— from The Last Man by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
And now I land on the Elysian shore!— Behold the goddess of those happy plains, Fair Proserpine—let me adore thy bright divinity.
— from The Beaux-Stratagem by George Farquhar
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