1 They came at last to the land where thou wilt descry a city now great, New Carthage, and her rising citadel, and bought ground, called thence Byrsa, as much as a bull's hide would encircle.
2 We rush in and encircle them with serried arms, and cut them down dispersedly in their ignorance of the ground and seizure of panic.
3 Meanwhile charge is given to Messapus to blockade the gates with pickets of sentries, and encircle the works with watchfires.
4 On this side and that the horsemen bar the familiar crossways, and encircle every outlet with sentinels.
5 An instant afterwards the door opened, she felt two arms encircle her, and a mouth pressed her forehead.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContext Highlight In Chapter 30. The Fifth of September. 6 Without even asking her if she cared to dance, he put out his arm to encircle her slender waist.
7 Three times did he repeat this song, and as often did he encircle the post in his dance.
The Last of the Mohicans By James Fenimore CooperContext Highlight In CHAPTER 31 8 For mile after mile the trenches encircled the town, red gashes surmounted by red mounds, waiting for the men who would fill them.
9 A veranda encircled the entire house, and four flights of steps on the four sides of the building led up to it.
10 The prairie encircled the lake, lay round her, raw, dusty, thick.
11 She was encircled by greasy eyes.
12 It was not long, however, before the restless savages were heard beating the brush, and gradually approaching the inner edge of that dense border of young chestnuts which encircled the little area.
The Last of the Mohicans By James Fenimore CooperContext Highlight In CHAPTER 13 13 Arms, legs, and feet were encircled in twenty folds of the thong, in less time than we have taken to record the circumstance.
The Last of the Mohicans By James Fenimore CooperContext Highlight In CHAPTER 25 14 The lodges were deserted; but a broad belt of earnest faces encircled a spot in their vicinity, whither everything possessing life had repaired, and where all were now collected, in deep and awful silence.
The Last of the Mohicans By James Fenimore CooperContext Highlight In CHAPTER 33 15 He bared his gray locks, and looked around the timid and quiet throng by which he was encircled, with a firm and collected countenance.
The Last of the Mohicans By James Fenimore CooperContext Highlight In CHAPTER 33