Very likely female pelicans like so to bleed under the selfish little beaks of their young ones: it is certain that women do. There must be some sort of pleasure, which we men don’t understand, which accompanies the pain of being scarified.
Thackeray (Pendennis).
The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.
George Eliot (Felix Holt).
LET IT BE THERE.
Not there, not there!
Not in that nook, that ye deem so fair;—
Little reck I of the bright, blue sky,