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“The cloudless day is richer at its close; A golden glory settles on the lea; Soft, stealing shadows hint of cool repose To mellowing landscape, and to calming sea. And in that nobler, gentler, lovelier light, The soul to sweeter, loftier bliss inclines; Freed form the noonday glare, the favour’d sight Increasing grace in earth and sky divines. But ere the purest radiance crowns the green, Or fairest lustre fills th’ expectant grove, The twilight thickens, and the fleeting scene Leaves but a hallow’d memory of love!”

Quote by H. P. Lovecraft

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H. P. Lovecraft
H. P. Lovecraft

H.P. Lovecraft was an American horror fiction writer known for his unique cosmic horror style and Gothic narrative. His works often explore the insignificance of humans in the face of the unknown and omnipotent forces, profoundly influencing horror literature in the second half of the 20th century. more

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