His cruell wounds with cruddy bloud congealed, / They binden vp so wisely, as they may, / And handle softly, till they can be healed: / So lay him in her charet, close in night concealed.
... had a chariot that he could ride across the heavens. We will finally have that flying ...
... Apollo was the god that strode across the heavens in his fiery chariot. But hey, when ...