The pilot of the Galilean lake; Two massy keys he bore, of metals twain (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain).
John MiltonInnumerable as the stars of night, Or stars of morning, dewdrops which the sun Impearls on every leaf and every flower.
John MiltonBut peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began.
John Milton