Obelisks of Fire

On the level quivering line Of the water crystalline; And before that chasm of light, As within a furnace bright, Column, tower, and dome, and spire, Shine like obelisks of fire, Pointing with inconstant motion From the altar of dark ocean To the sapphire-tinted skies; -Percy Bysshe Shelley, Lines Written Among the Euganean Hills, 1819

White Radiance

Olympus, where they say there is an abode of the gods, ever unchanging: it is neither shaken by winds nor ever wet with rain, nor does snow come near it, but clear weather spreads cloudless about it, and a white radiance stretches above it. -Homer, The Odyssey, 1865

Stirring Souls

There is, one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath; -Herman Melville, Moby-Dick, 1851

Yellow Flutterings

Or perhaps, to show their black, and golden wings, Pausing upon their yellow flutterings. -John Keats, Poems, I Stood Tiptoe, 1817