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The sad and solemn night hath yet her multitude of cheerful fires; The glorious host of light walk the dark hemisphere till she retires; All through her silent watches, gliding slow, Her constellations come, and climb the heavens, and go.
— William C. Bryant
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A cheerful, intelligent face is the end of culture.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
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