Menon took it and held it high, looking up into the blue heavens.
It is true I laughed in my sleeve, looked vacantly at the blue heavens, and whistled the chorus or snatches of a hunting song.
There was a grand banqueting-hall, with the blue heavens for a ceiling overhead.
What cares he if the earth links up with the blue heavens above him?
On the mountains the sun was shining ...