“The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains – beautiful! I linger yet with nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man, and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness I learned the language of another world.”

“The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains – beautiful! I linger yet with nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man, and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness I learned the language of another world.”

— Lord Byron