Above, the vault of the heavens was almost black, and the stars were few, but clear.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
I have heard my Paul in the night of the desert where he made that music, I have heard him so play and sing it, that it would seem the stars must fall down out of the heavens with sorrow for it.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
About three o'clock, when the sun passed to the western side of the heavens, Stas ordered the caravan to rise and started at its head towards the east.
"In Desert and Wilderness"
Henryk Sienkiewicz