In its pale beams could be seen the whole interior of that wide but shallow niche.
"In Desert and Wilderness"
Henryk Sienkiewicz
As the day advanced beyond midnight and the splendor of the summer night ran into a clearer continued day, the beams of gold on the surface snows assumed a more burning intensity.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook
The sun was low in the northwest, throwing beams of golden light that made the ice a scene of joy.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook