Jules Verne,
The Green Ray — Chapter XI
(1883)
“ With what delight Oliver Sinclair, that day, brought the news to Miss Campbell. A sky pure as the eye of a Madonna, an azure vault, which shaded off from deep indigo to ultramarine, with not the slightest haze to be seen anywhere, gave prospect of a splendid evening, and a sunset which would have entranced any astronomer!“If we do not see our ray at sunset,” said Oliver Sinclair, “it will be because we are blind.” ”
