I saw him at the river-side, Down by the ferry lit by torches, hastening the embarcation; My General waited till the soldiers and wounded were all pass'd over, And then, (it was just ere sunrise,) these eyes rested on him for the last time.
— from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman

Did you ever see the excellent remarks on these sonnets in my brother’s Lives of Famous Poets?
— from Recollections of Dante Gabriel Rossetti by Caine, Hall, Sir

On every side the eye reposed on the verdant orange-trees growing in numberless gardens.
— from The Catholic World, Vol. 20, October 1874‐March 1875 by Various

On every side the eye rested only upon weeds and low bushes, and a kind of grass which the present owner of the farm describes as "barren grass."
— from The Life of Abraham Lincoln, from His Birth to His Inauguration as President by Ward Hill Lamon

“Few,” says Mr. Fortune, “can form any idea of the gorgeous beauty of these azalea-clad hills, where, on every side, the eye rests on masses of flowers of dazzling brightness and surpassing beauty.
— from The Middle Kingdom, Volume 1 (of 2) A Survey of the Geography, Government, Literature, Social Life, Arts, and History of the Chinese Empire and its Inhabitants by S. Wells (Samuel Wells) Williams

This monarch was the most enlightened sovereign that ever reigned on the throne of India.
— from Persian Literature, Ancient and Modern by Elizabeth A. (Elizabeth Armstrong) Reed

On every side, the eye ranged over successive circles of towns, rising one above another, like the terraces of a vineyard, till they were lost in the horizon.
— from Excursions by Henry David Thoreau

They were painted in a theatrical style, which Millet himself detested—all pink cheeks, and red lips, and blue satin, and lace collars; whereas his own natural style was one of great austerity and a certain earnest sombreness the exact reverse of the common Parisian taste to which he ministered.
— from Biographies of Working Men by Grant Allen

“A palanquin may be described as a litter or sofa without legs, and with a roof over it, carried by means of long poles, one on each side, the ends resting on the shoulders of the bearers.
— from Norman Vallery; or, How to Overcome Evil with Good by William Henry Giles Kingston