But neither Catharine nor Alice was aware of it, except in so far as it played obscurely on Alice's tortured nerves, Fevering and goading them the more.
"The Case of Richard Meynell"
Mrs. Humphrey Ward
The plight of this handful of human beings worked in Marcella like some Fevering torture.
"Marcella"
Mrs. Humphry Ward
Mr. William Watson, writing in the shade of the Emperor Yew by Newlands Corner, thought of the Roman legionaries encamped on Farley Heath below the downs, and one of the finest passages in the poem he made there belongs half to the yew and half to Farley:- Nay, hid by thee from Summer's gaze That seeks in vain this couch of loam, I should behold, without amaze, Camped on yon down the hosts of Rome, Nor start though English woodlands heard The selfsame mandatory word As by the Cataracts of the Nile Marshalled the legions long ago, Or where the lakes are one blue smile 'Neath pageants of Helvetian snow, Or 'mid the Syrian sands that lie Sick of the day's great tearless eye, Or on barbaric plains afar, Where, under Asia's Fevering ray, The long lines of imperial war O'er Tigris passed, and with dismay In fanged and iron deserts found Embattled Persia closing round, And 'mid their eagles watched on high The vultures gathering for a feast, Till, from the quivers of the sky, The gorgeous star-flight of the East Flamed, and the bow of darkness bent O'er Julian dying in his tent.
"Highways and Byways in Surrey"
Eric Parker