A cold snowdrift borne on a wind that at times brought us to a standstill, or even drove us to seek shelter by the wayside, now set in, and I was fain to roll myself in my furs and lie snugly down on the hay in the wagen, where I soon fell asleep; and though we had a change of horses, and I must have managed somehow to settle with the postilion and hand him his trink-geld, I was conscious of nothing till awakened by the clanking sound of a great bell, when I started up and saw we had driven into a spacious courtyard in which, at an immense fire, a number of people were seated, while others bustled about, harnessing or unharnessing horses.
"That Boy Of Norcott's"
Charles James Lever
Almost every day the Princess greets me with the words- "Nicht Gut, nicht geld,-noch gottliche Pracht; Nicht Haus, nicht Hof,-noch herrischer Prunk; Nicht truber Vertrage trugender Bund, Noch heuchelnder Sitte hartes Gesetz: Selig in Lust und Leid, lasst-die Liebe nur sein!"
"Correspondence of Wagner and Liszt, Volume 1"
Francis Hueffer (translator)
Wherefore I would counsell you to geld him.
"The Golden Asse"
Lucius Apuleius