So thick the aerie crowd Swarm'd and were straitn'd; till the Signal giv'n, Behold
On this morning of the Great Snow, perchance, which is still raging and chilling men's blood, I bear the muffled tone of their engine bell from out the fog bank of their chilled breath, which announces that the cars are coming, without long delay, notwithstanding the veto of a New England northeast snow-storm, and I behold
the plowmen covered with snow and rime, their heads peering, above the mould-board which is turning down other than daisies and the nests of field mice, like bowlders of the Sierra Nevada, that occupy an outside place in the universe.
And if a necessity be laid upon him of fashioning, not only himself, but human nature generally, whether in States or individuals, into that which he beholds
elsewhere, will he, think you, be an unskilful artificer of justice, temperance, and every civil virtue?
The soul raised over passion beholds
identity and eternal causation, perceives the self-existence of Truth and Right, and calms itself with knowing that all things go well.
Now there is a rush of the crowd, and a tinkling bell is heard, and shouts of laughter; and Master Tom mounts on Benjy's shoulders, and beholds
a jingling match in all its glory.
I looked up at the windows of the Casa Doro, each with its different sculptured ornaments; I saw old palaces rich in marbles, saw all the wonders which a student beholds
with the more sympathetic eyes because visible things take their color of his fancy, and the sight of realities cannot rob him of the glory of his dreams.
The envious man beholds
his neighbours' honours even in the sky; to the money- hoarder, and the mass of worldly folk, the whole great universe above glitters with sterling coin--fresh from the mint--stamped with the sovereign's head--coming always between them and heaven, turn where they may.
What you think you see, you see not," he replied; "it is not given to you, nor to any other Being to behold
my internal parts.
Full of faith and hope, Ernest doubted not that what the people said was true, and that now he was to behold
the living likeness of those wondrous features on the mountainside.
It is very probable that, had the Battle of Salamis never been fought, the face of the world would have been much as we behold
it now, fashioned by the mediocre inspiration and the short-sighted labours of men.