mid-heaven

However: here is Minor Beddoes, born in the very zenith of this mock-sun of poetry, whilst it is culminating in the mid-heaven of our literary hemisphere, shining in watery splendour, the gaze and gape of our foolish-faced fat-headed nation: here is Minor

Review 2005

But gradually the clouds massed themselves, the familiar earth disappeared, and we were “pinnacled in mid-heaven” in unutterable isolation, blank forgotten units, in a white, wonderful, illuminated world, without permanence or solidity.

The Hawaiian Archipelago Isabella Lucy 2004

So often as the sun in his course has reached the mid-heaven, — and its power (O.ii. log): —

Essays and Miscellanies 2004

The moon, riding in mid-heaven, diffused her rays on all sides.

The Underground City 2003

The horizon was of a fine golden tint, changing gradually into a pure apple green, and from that into the deep blue of the mid-heaven.

The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon 2002

Jupiter so oppressed by the conjunction, Spain and Portugal will likewise be sensible of their effects; neither do I like the mischievous position of Mars in Taurus, the ascendant of Ireland, particularly as he is upon the mid-heaven, and so near the mundane quartile of Saturn and Mars.

The Mysteries of All Nations Rise and Progress of Superstition, Laws Against and Trials of Witches, Ancient and Modern Delusions Together With Strange Customs, Fables, and Tales James Grant

The rock rises now into mid-heaven, hovers over the assailants for a while, and then falls upon their heads.

The Parables of Our Lord William Arnot

We knew not exactly what then; but one thing was certain, that nothing in the form of a hill or mountain obstructed our advance, for the light, reflected from a clear sky, streamed horizontally between the tree-trunks in front, while on either hand the vistas were dark, and the outlines of gigantic mountains could be discerned towering to mid-heaven.

The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 06, No. 33, July, 1860 Various

The horizon was of a fine, golden tint, changing gradually into the deep blue of the mid-heaven.

By Water to the Columbian Exposition Johanna S. Wisthaler

The moon was in mid-heaven, untroubled by a veil of cloud; the day wind was resting under the edge of the world, asleep.

Trail's End George W. Ogden