But now my task is smoothly done, I can fly, or I can run Quickly to the green earth's end, Where the bow'd welkin slow doth bend, And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the Moon.

-Milton,John
  Comus,  A Mask, l.1011^16.

Hark! how all the welkin rings, Glory to the King of kings. Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled.

-Wesley, Charles
  'Hymn for Christmas'. In Hymns and Sacred Poems.The first two lines were changed to'Hark! the herald-angels sing/ Glory to the new born king' inWhitfield's Hymns for Social Worship (1753).