Of love that never found his earthly close,

What sequel? Streaming eyes and breaking hearts;

Or all the same as if he had not been?

Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892): Love and Duty.

Gashed with honourable scars,

Low in Glory's lap they lie;

Though they fell, they fell like stars,

Streaming splendour through the sky.

James Montgomery (1771-1854): The Battle of Alexandria.

Th' imperial ensign, which full high advanc'd

Shone like a meteor, streaming to the wind.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 536.