The evening sky, a dome of solid gold, unflaked even by a single sunset cloud, steeped the meanest sights of London in a strange and mellow light.
傍晚的天空像一座纯金的穹顶,连一片晚霞也未将它划破;伦敦最寒碜的景物,也沉浸在奇异而柔和的光中。
— G. K. Chesterton · The Ball and the Cross · III · Some Old Curiosities —