little golden stars twinkled through the glow

“It is now one of those intensely golden sunsets which kindles the
whole horizon into one blaze of glory, and makes the water another sky.
The lake lay in rosy or golden streaks, save where white-winged vessels
glided hither and thither, like so many spirits, and little golden
stars twinkled through the glow, and looked down at themselves as they
trembled in the water.”


—Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom’s Cabin, 1852.

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