Treading beneath their feet all visible things, As steps that upwards to their Father's throne Lead gradual.
'Will you walk a little faster?'said a whiting to a snail, 'There's a porpoise close behind us and he's treading on my tail.'
We were now actually in the inner sanctuary of the Nanda Devi Basin, and at each step I experienced that subtlethrill which anyone of imagination must feel when treading hitherto unexplored country? My most blissful dream as a child was to be in some such valley, free to wander where I liked, and discover for myself some hitherto unrevealed glory of Nature. Now the reality was no less wonderful than that half-forgotten dream; and of how many childish fancies can that be said, in this age of disillusionment ?
Nought so of love this looser dame did skill, But as a coal to kindle fleshly flame, Giving the bridle to her wanton will, And treading underfoot her honest name.Edmund Spenser
That which brought me into the capacity I now stand in, was the Petition and Advice given me by you, who, in reference to the ancient Constitution, did draw me here to accept the place of Protector. There is not a man living can say I sought it, no not a man, nor woman, treading upon English ground.Oliver Cromwell
I do not desire to give myself any fresh political label. Though the formation of the Union of Democratic Control it has been possible for me to work in close co-operation with several of your leaders and this joint effort on the part of the Labour members and radicals is having I think a very beneficial effect. I do not desire to alienate myself from any of my former political associates but rather to endeavour to urge them along the same path which I myself am treading.arthur ponsonby
A scholar like myself who is not a Sinologist and yet ventures the proposition that Chinese languages should be rewritten in the Greek alphabet (or "Romanized", to use the current term) is treading on uncharted territory (for him) and does so at his peril.eric a. havelock
When treading London's well-known ground If e'er I feel my spirits tire, I haul my sail, look up around, In search of Whitbread's best entire.
Her treading would not bend a blade of grass, Or shake the downy blow-ball from his stalk!Ben Jonson
treading beneath their feet all visible things,As steps that upwards to their Father's throneLead gradual.Samuel Taylor Coleridge