In Book III of Paradise Lost, the poet describes Satan's first view of the created universe:

     . . . As when a scout,
     Through dark and desart ways with peril gone
     All night, at last by break of cheerful dawn
     Obtains the brow of some high-climbing hill,
     Which to his eye discovers unaware
     The goodly prospect of some foreign land
     First seen, or some renowned metropolis
     With glistering spires and pinnacles adorned,
     Which now the rising sun gilds with his beams;
     Such wonder seized, though after Heaven seen,
     The Spirit malign, but much more envy seized,
     At sight of all this World beheld so fair.

Paradise Lost, Book III, lines 543-55