And her face so fair stirr'd with her dream, as rose-leaves with the air.
lord byronEach tree Laden with fairest fruit, that hung to th' eye Tempting, stirr'd in me sudden appetite To pluck and eat.
john miltonThe trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard: Lo, the depths of the stone-cover'd charnels are stirr'd: From the sea, from the land, from the south and the north, The vast generations of man are come forth.
henry hart milmanThe infernal serpent; he it was whose guile, stirr'd up with envy and revenge, deceived The mother of mankind.
john milton