The following short poem appeared in G.W.M. Reynolds’s novel Robert Macaire.

Away, away, the god of day

Depart to another sphere:

The mists arise, but the darkling skies

Like a jewell’d vest appear.

Like a jewell’d vest, the arch above

Is gemm’d with many a star,

To guide the swain to his ladye-love

Or the champion to the war.