My people too were scared with eerie sounds, A footstep, a low throbbing in the walls, A noise of falling weights that never fell, Weird whispers, bells that rang without a hand, Door-handles turn'd when none was at the door, And bolted doors that open'd of themselves; And one betwixt the dark and light had seen Her, bending by the cradle of her babe.
A woman rang to say she heard there was a hurricane on the way.Well don't worry, there isn't.Michael Fish
Kerchak was dead.Withdrawing the knife that had so often rendered him master of far mightier muscles than his own, Tarzan of the Apes placed his foot upon the neck of his vanquished enemy, and once again, loud through the forest rang the fierce, wild cry of the conqueror.And thus came the young Lord Greystoke into the kingship of the Apes.Edgar Rice Burroughs
Straightway I was 'ware So weeping, how a mystic shape did move Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair And a voice said in mastery while I strove? 'Guess now who holds thee!''Death', I said, but there The silver answer rang? 'Not Death, but Love.'
From the blood of MedusaPegasus sprang.His hoof of heavenLike melody rang.Eleanor Farjeon
Je te le déclare, en mon âme et conscience, la conquête du pouvoir ou d'une grande renommée littéraire me paraissait un triomphe moins difficile à obtenir qu'un succès auprès d'une femme de haut rang, jeune, spirituelle et gracieuse.honoré de balzac
"Guess now who holds thee?" "Death," I said. But there The silver answer rang "Not Death, but Love."
With many a stiff thwack, many a bang, Hard crab-tree and old iron rang.
I rang room service, and asked for a bottle of Perrier, because while I was asleep someone had come in and carpeted my throat.alan coren
And the sabbath rang slowly In the pebbles of the holy streams.dylan thomas
"Lord, for sixty-so years I've surrendered my love, to emblems of kindness, and not the kindness they were emblems of, Trammels and rings, with the strength of old strings, and some hobble skirt spring, by the old problem caught, Children, sometimes I think all our thoughts are just things, and then sometimes think things are just thoughts" and the rabble rang."aaron weiss
Tel brille au second rang, qui s'eclipse au premier.
The words of the great French anthem rang out over the town square, sung for the first time by liberated Frenchmen in the free capital of Normandy and sung with such a feeling of life and warmth as has not been heard in France for four years.... Paris is the happiest city in the world tonight. All Paris is dancing in the streets.
The monkey sat on a pile of stone And he stared at the broken bone in his hand Strains of a Viennese quartet rang out across the land The monkey looked up at the stars And he thought to himself Memory is a stranger History is for fools And he cleaned his hands in a pool of holy writing Turned his back on the garden and set out for the nearest town"