Presently his vision is called to the springing lark: Just starting from the corn, he Cheerly sings, And trusts with conscious pride his downy wings; Still louder breathes, and in the face of day Mounts up and calls on Giles to mark his way.
"Afoot in England"
W.H. Hudson
Abou spoke more low, But Cheerly still; and said, "I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men."
"McGuffey's Fifth Eclectic Reader"
William Holmes McGuffey
After ill savour, honey's taste Is to the mouth more sweet; After the storm, the twinkling stars The eyes more Cheerly greet.
"The Consolation of Philosophy"
Boethius