Oh, pray give up Mr. Bolt, and go quietly on at peace with these dreadful Trades.
"Put Yourself in His Place" by Charles Reade
Less loud the stone from battering engine cast, Less loud through ether bursts the levin-bolt's dread blast.
"The Aeneid of Virgil" by Virgil
Tinker turned and bolted, sobbing, gasping, and choking in the revulsion from his hopeless dread.
"The Admirable Tinker" by Edgar Jepson
And now, like a bolt from the blue, came the dreadful news.
"'Lizbeth of the Dale" by Marian Keith
Now they turned and bolted at headlong speed, but not so rapidly as to escape the dreaded lion.
"With Rifle and Bayonet" by F.S. Brereton
They in their turn became dreadfully frightened, too, and bolted.
"McClure's Magazine, Vol. 1, No. 2, July, 1893" by Various
She drew bolts before her dreadful incoherent whispers welled out to Lois.
"The Unknown Sea" by Clemence Housman
The dreadful noise of the key and bolt, again.
"My Memoirs" by Marguerite Steinheil
Your hours will pass in dread and misery, and soon the bolt will fall which must ravish from you your happiness for ever.
"Frankenstein" by Mary Shelley
Oh, mystery! who can understand
Why, sudden, from God's mighty hand
Destructive bolts of power
Without discrimination strike
The evil and the good alike--
As in that dreadful hour!
"Mysterious" by Hattie Howard
Yet no fierce gods opposed their path;
No lurid bolt or arrow sped
To crush them with celestial wrath,
And number them among the dead;
The dreadful Pillars proved as tame
As other rocks of lesser fame.
"The Pillars Of Hercules" by John Lawson Stoddard
There 's music in the thunder's roar,
Which peals along the vault of heaven,
While torrents from the mountains pour,
And trees by the dread bolt are riven;
Seen by the fiery element,
The earth, and sky, and sea seem blent.
"Ode To Music" by James Monroe Whitfield