"Heaven's ebon vault
Studded with stars unutterably bright,
Through which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls,
Seems like a canopy which love has spread
To curtain her sleeping world."
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Queen Mab

"This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, grazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best,
Night, sleep, death and the stars."

Walt Whitman
A Clear Midnight