The oak rose before me like a pillar of darkness; and overhead the heartsome stars were set in the face of the night.
橡树在我面前耸立,宛如黑暗的立柱;头顶令人欣悦的群星,镶嵌在夜的面容上。
— Robert Louis Stevenson · Travels with a Donkey in the Cevennes · In the Valley of the Mimente —