But now at last the sacred influenceOf light appears, and rom the walls of Heav'nShoots far into the

But now at last the sacred influenceOf light appears, and rom the walls of Heav'nShoots far into the bosom of dim NightA glimmering dawn; here Nature first begins her farthest verge, and Chaos to retireAs from her outmost works a broken foeWith tumult less and with less hostile din,
----John Milton, Paradise Lost