Execute their airy purposes.

Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 430.

When night

Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons

Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.

Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 500.

Th' imperial ensign, which full high advanc'd

Shone like a meteor, streaming to the wind.[224:2]

Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 536.

Sonorous metal blowing martial sounds: