A tranquil summer sunset shone upon him as he approached the end of his walk, and passed through the meadows by the river side. He had that sense of peace, and of being lightened of a weight of care, which country quiet awakens in the breasts of dwellers in towns.
Oliver Twist. David Copperfield. Our mutual friend. Great expectations. Little Dorrit. Martin Chuzzlewit (ed. 1879)