[4:5.] Daylight.
“And tosse the deepes, and teare the firmament,
And all the world confound with wide uprore.”
—Spenser, Faerie Queene.
“The clouds their gloomy veil above them strain,
Nor suffer sun or star to cheer the view.
...
While aye descending night, with deeper shade,
The vext and fearful billows overlayed.”