But she let him have no rest and persuaded him until at length he again took one drink out of the glass.
— from Household Tales by Brothers Grimm by Wilhelm Grimm

So she let down a rope and pulled him up and gave him a scolding for his folly.
— from Folklore of the Santal Parganas by Cecil Henry Bompas

Ridicule and persecution have unseated the reason of all too many men.
— from Astounding Stories, June, 1931 by Various

They hit him with their rifle butts, they tied him up with part of the bell rope, and propped him up against the church wall.
— from Mud and Khaki: Sketches from Flanders and France by Vernon Bartlett

We had remained at police headquarters until about 1:30 a.m. on the morning of the 24th of November.
— from Warren Commission (15 of 26): Hearings Vol. XV (of 15) by United States. Warren Commission

Availing himself, however, of an invitation by the Transylvanians, he returned, and placed himself under the protection of the Porte, but was defeated by the Imperialists in every battle, and finally sent to Prague, where he died almost forgotten in 1613.—3.
— from The New Gresham Encyclopedia. Atrebates to Bedlis Vol. 1 Part 3 by Various

Here carriages awaited us and here Ole Mon, who has sailed with us throughout the day, after having driven us down to the boat himself and refused all pay, handed us over to the driver of the best vogn (wagon) of the lot, with evidently very particular instructions as to our welfare.
— from Through Scandinavia to Moscow by William Seymour Edwards

Then I ran and picked him up, and I tied him to the tree with a piece of rope I found fast to a pail.
— from The Curlytops on Star Island; Or, Camping out with Grandpa by Howard Roger Garis

Every military point was guarded, and every railroad and public highway under military control.
— from Thirteen Months in the Rebel Army Being a Narrative of Personal Adventures in the Infantry, Ordnance, Cavalry, Courier, and Hospital Services; With an Exhibition of the Power, Purposes, Earnestness, Military Despotism, and Demoralization of the South by William G. Stevenson

When I see a little man strut forth in the face of heaven like a turkey-cock on dress parade; forgotten aeons behind him, blank time before him, his birth a mystery, his death a leap in the dark; when I see him pose on the grave of forgotten races and puff himself up with pomposity like the frog in the fable; when I see him sprinkled with the dust of fallen dynasties and erecting new altars upon the site of forgotten fanes, yet staggering about under a load of dignity that would spring the knee-joints of an archangel, I don't wonder that the Lord once decided to drown the whole layout like a litter of blind puppies.
— from The Complete Works of Brann, the Iconoclast — Volume 12 by William Cowper Brann