G.P.R. James 
Forest Days: A Romance of Old Times 

Excerpt: "It was an hour past midnight – the sentries had just been relieved upon the castle wall – and Hugh de Monthermer sat by the window, looking out into the depth of night, and gazing at the far twinkling of the stars. The mind was occupied in the same manner as the body, for it was looking forth into the dark night of death, and marking the small bright shining lights from heaven, that tell of other worlds beyond."