She had worn red roses at her neck, and when she had let down her hair she had picked up the roses from her dressing-table and stuck them in the loose, rough, brown mass, and stared into the glass till she was half mesmerised by her own dark eyes.
"The Literary Sense"
E. Nesbit
They, too, gazed at the fire-it had, as it were, become personal and mesmerised the room.
"The Wooden Horse"
Hugh Walpole
There's a lot more nonsense to follow, but when you've remained for a few seconds like that you're supposed to be mesmerised, or hypnotised, or whatever they call the thing."
"Amusement Only"
Richard Marsh