Or those war-clouds that gather on the horizon, dragon-crested, tongued with fire;—how is their barbed strength bridled? what bits are these they are champing with their vaporous lips… – John Ruskin, “The Cloud-Balancings”

To fly up to the sky and watch the earth is beautiful; to fly down to the earth and watch the sky is even more beautiful! – Mehmet Murat ildan

And now it has risen above the massive and lofty tree, and throws its pleasant shadow down upon the earth—pleasant shadow that paces along the meadows, leaving behind a greater brilliancy on tree, and grass, and hedge, and flower than what, for a moment, it had eclipsed. – William Smith, Gravenhurst, or Thoughts on Good and Evil, 1862

…And great cloud-continents of sunset-seas. – Thomas Bailey Aldrich, “Miracles”