" Where grave philosophers have watched the setting sun die out of the sky, as the glories of their own youth have died away unvalued, till lost for ever. Where ascetic reading-men have mooned along its banks blind to all the loveliness of the water-lily below, or the clouds above, as they took their constitutional and pondered their prize essay. "

― Ouida , Delphi Collected Works of Ouida (Illustrated) (Delphi Series Eight Book 26)