I cried, with the tears rising in my eyes, “save them!
— from The Mysterious Stranger, and Other Stories by Mark Twain

Tears rushed into my eyes; surely this was a wanton display of the power of the destroyer.
— from The Last Man by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

That name rang in my ears, sleeping or waking.
— from In White Raiment by William Le Queux

His voice when he uttered that last cry rings in my ears still.
— from The Eternal City by Caine, Hall, Sir

Now he resumes it more emphatically still, for here he finds the keynote which he wants: "Rejoice in the Lord alway; again I will say it, Rejoice."
— from The Expositor's Bible: The Epistle to the Philippians by Robert Rainy

The song rang in my ears sweetly for weeks, as I was taken down with fever the next morning.
— from Extracts from the Diary and Correspondence of the Late Amos Lawrence; with a brief account of some incidents of his life by Amos Lawrence

And then I heard—(with a short laugh)—oh, it rings in my ears still, with its mixture of what was heartbreaking and what was so ridiculous—I heard my own servant whisper: "Let me go, Mr. Alving!
— from Ghosts: A Domestic Tragedy in Three Acts by Henrik Ibsen

When, suddenly, an arm was interposed between us, while a low but solemn voice rang in my ears, “Stir not; for thou art false and traitorous, thy vow a perjury, and thy heart a lie!”
— from Charles O'Malley, The Irish Dragoon, Volume 2 by Charles James Lever

Now when the air being rarefied is more extended, so as to fill the vacant space, there are only a few vacuities scattered and interspersed among the particles of matter; but when the atoms of air are condensed and laid close together, they leave a vast empty space, convenient and sufficient for other bodies to pass through.
— from Complete Works of Plutarch — Volume 3: Essays and Miscellanies by Plutarch