H. Rider Haggard,
Pearl-Maiden: A Tale of the Fall of Jerusalem
“ Then Anna limped forward to join her company, who once more were driven through the little gate in the wall of the arena. For a second time, with an effort, Agrippa lifted himself from his throne. As he rose the first level rays of sunrise struck full upon him. He was a tall and noble-looking man, and his dress was glorious. To the thousands who gazed upon him from the shadow, set in that point of burning light he seemed to be clothed in a garment of glittering silver. Silver was his crown, silver his vest, silver the wide robe that flowed from his shoulders to the ground. ”
