Phrases with "blood"

Rafael Sabatini They have forged here to-day a sword which it will need blood to temper. The Sea Hawk by Rafael Sabatini

He perceived the blood on the carpet, and on opening the curtains, saw his master lying with his mouth and eyes open, perfectly dead, and weltering in gore. The Evil Guest by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Andrew Lang This, again, is somewhat out of accord with Schwartz’s idea, that Cronus is the storm-god, the cloud-swallowing deity, his sickle the rainbow, and the blood of Uranus the lightning. Custom and Myth by Andrew Lang

His blood curdled — his hair stood on end. The Last Days of Pompeii by Edward Bulwer-Lytton [1834]

John Galsworthy Has that boy been told?” The blood rushed into her cheeks. To Let by John Galsworthy

Oscar Wilde He loved to stroll through the gaunt cold picture-gallery of his country house and look at the various portraits of those whose blood flowed in his veins. The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde [1891]

Thomas Hardy It was damp, and she fancied that it was a blood stain. Tess of the d’Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy

Jack London Such the law expounded by Ngurn to Bassett. There was such a thing as blood brotherhood. The Red One by Jack London [1918]

Abraham Merri But it did not explain why only those of the old blood could summon — I heard a low voice at the door. Dwellers in the Mirage by Abraham Merri

D.H. Lawrence It is this, this endless heat and rousedness of physical sensation which keeps the body full and potent, and flushes the mind with a blood heat, a blood sleep. Twilight in Italy by D.H. Lawrence [1916]

D. H. Lawrence Gudrun looked and saw the trickles of blood on the sides of the mare, and she turned white. Women in Love by D. H. Lawrence

Kate Chopin Then she laughed so loud and suddenly that Thérèse, being already nervous, pricked her finger with her needle till the blood came; a mishap which decided her to lay aside her work. At Fault by Kate Chopin

Arthur Conan Doyle I saw where Boots had faced round, where the snow was cut up as though there had been a struggle, and, finally, where a few drops of blood had fallen, to show me that I was not mistaken. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle [1892]

Dear Gods, but I’d fill him a bowl of mine own heart’s blood if he required it of me, after our times together, father. The Worm Ouroboros by E. R. Eddison [1922]

Thomas Hardy But what would Sir Blount say, if he came home and saw the goings on?’ Lady Constantine turned aside to hide a sudden displacement of blood from her cheek. Two on a Tower by Thomas Hardy [1895]

George Eliot He had locked-in his wife’s anger and scorn, but he had been obliged to lock himself in with it; and his blood did not rise with contest — his olive cheek was perceptibly paled. Romola by George Eliot [1862-3]

Arthur Conan Doyle Yes, half the blood in his own veins flowed from the same source as that which was in the crews of the gray ships over yonder. The Death Voyage by Arthur Conan Doyle

I was not afraid she would let any one talk her out of an engagement, the dying wish of her nearest kinsman, sealed, as it were, with the blood of her father. Romance by Joseph Conrad and Ford Madox Ford [1903]

T. E. Lawrence His suddenness frightened her, for she threw up her arms and tried to scream; but, instead, dropped in a little heap, while the blood rushed out again over her clothes; then, I think, she died. Seven Pillars of Wisdom by T. E. Lawrence [1926]

It was his life’s blood that flowed so darkly over the sand and sawdust of the arena. The Last Days of Pompeii by Edward Bulwer-Lytton [1834]

H. G. Wells The author’s blood is sacrificed to the need the whole world has of cheap access to his work. Mankind in the Making by H. G. Wells [1903]

Jules Verne Clots of blood had formed in the bruised and broken mass, in colour like the dregs of wine. Twenty-Thousand Leagues Under the Sea by Jules Verne [1872]

Richard Burton All the Khamsah or A’amam, blood relations of the slayer, assist to make up the required amount, rating each animal at three or four times its proper value. Personal Narrative of a Pilgrimage to Al-Madinah and Meccah by Richard Burton

At the edge of the water-meadow he had found blood dripping from his lips, and half-swooned under an agonising pain at his heart. At the Article of Death by John Buchan

George Meredith I think I was there flat, face to the ground, for half an hour, quite sensible, looking at the pretty colour of my blood on the snow. Rhoda Fleming by George Meredith [1865]

Edith Wharton She was an extraordinary conductor of sensation: she seemed to transmit it physically, in emanations that set the blood dancing in his veins. The Reef by Edith Wharton [1912]

Raffles sat back on his heels, and meditatively wiped a smear of his own blood from the polished floor. Mr. Justice Raffles by E. W. Hornung [1909]

Jules Verne His blood became calm, and returned to its accustomed circulation. Round the Moon by Jules Verne [1873]

George Meredith Fruitless blood again! A ‘rivederla’ to you both. Vittoria by George Meredith [1867]

G. K. Chesterton Far out to the winding river The blood ran down for days, When we put the cross on Guthrum In the parting of the ways. The Ballad of the White Horse by G. K. Chesterton [1911]

But I stand for holy Church, the old blood and the old ways, and not least for Ned Stafford’s son. The Blanket of the Dark by John Buchan [1931]

Arthur Conan Doyle On examination traces of blood were to be seen upon the windowsill, and several scattered drops were visible upon the wooden floor of the bedroom. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle [1892]

Already, I did not doubt, the avengers of blood flattered themselves that they were upon my heels. Marvels and Mysteries by Richard Marsh

Abraham Merri Her face was set with wrath hardly less than that which beat from Norhala. On Ventnor’s forehead was a blood red scar, a line that ran from temple to temple like a brand. The Metal Monster by Abraham Merri

George Meredith She called to Alvan. ‘Do not put blood between us. The Tragic Comedians by George Meredith [1880]

F. Scott Fitzgerald Of the aviators there was left neither blood nor bone — they were consumed as completely as the five souls who had gone inside. Tales of the Jazz Age by F. Scott Fitzgerald

The lava torrent of Neapolitan blood flowed in her veins; and restraining it for some time, it at last poured itself forth with volcanic violence. Lodore by Mary Shelley

Evils, for which the only remedy is blood and steel and the extreme rigour of thought, he would cure with a penny bun. Castle Gay by John Buchan [1930]

The dignity of the old Lyonnesse blood asserted its ascendency. Under Two Flags by Ouida [1867]

But they do not say what blood, and I wager that it is not the blood of heretics it abhors. Chicot the Jester by Alexandre Dumas

Robert Louis Stevenson But there was Alan, standing as before; only now his sword was running blood to the hilt, and himself so swelled with triumph and fallen into so fine an attitude, that he looked to be invincible. Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson

Guy de Maupassan Now he felt his blood course more warmly through his veins. Bel Ami by Guy de Maupassan

E. T. A. Hoffmann I fancied I discerned stains of blood upon it. The Entail by E. T. A. Hoffmann

George Meredith Swiftness of motion so strikes the blood on the brain that our thoughts are lightnings, the heart is master of them. The Egoist by George Meredith [1879]

H. G. Wells He was lying in a crumpled attitude on a patch of snow between convergent rocks, and the lynx, a mass of blood smeared silvery fur, was in some way mixed up with him. Marriage by H. G. Wells [1912]

H.P. Lovecraft The man who found me said that I must have crawled a long way despite my broken bones, for a trail of blood stretched off as far as he dared look. He by H.P. Lovecraft [1925]

The pain was fearful; but, instead of cowing the old soldier, it put his blood up, and he gnashed his teeth with rage almost as fierce as hers, and squeezed her neck with iron force. The Cloister and the Hearth by Charles Reade

Robert Green Ingersoll That passage made the sword of persecution drip with innocent blood for ten centuries. What shall we do to be Saved? by Robert Green Ingersoll

George Meredith What blood you have! It is water—not blood. Sandra Belloni by George Meredith [1887]

Guy de Maupassan But when I saw these Prussians it was too much for me! My blood boiled with rage; I wept the whole day for very shame. Boule de Suif by Guy de Maupassan

On the back of this he drew the fat Archduke; a French soldier was stabbing him with his bayonet in the stomach, and instead of blood there gushed out an incredible quantity of corn. The Charterhouse of Parma by Stendhal

Florence Dixie If blood is spilled, that blood be upon your own head. Redeemed in Blood by Florence Dixie [1889]

Ford Madox Ford It took your breath away: like a drop of blood illuminated by a light that never was. A Man Could Stand Up by Ford Madox Ford [1926]

Florence Dixie Wrathness has his mother’s blood in him. Redeemed in Blood by Florence Dixie [1889]

I felt a strange rush of blood towards the head yesterday, it is true; but I feel today stronger and lighter than I have done for years. Paul Clifford by Edward Bulwer-Lytton [1830]

Marjorie Bowen How was he to get him? He must feel Visconti’s blood run warm over his hands, and quickly. The Viper of Milan by Marjorie Bowen [1906]

But as she entered, panting, she saw Gillonne, who, terror-struck, was leaning against the door of the closet, staring at the traces of blood on the bed, the furniture, and the carpet. Marguerite de Valois by Alexandre Dumas

Baldwin Spencer The natives call this part of the country wilalu manungel, or blood country, and only medicine men go there, the others are too frightened. Native tribes of the Northern Territory of Australia by Baldwin Spencer

Mark Twain Here’s a hundred and fifty dollars, Sir, and it’s all you’ll get — I’ll swim in blood before I’ll pay a cent more. The Innocents Abroad by Mark Twain

T. E. Lawrence Besides, they were blood enemies of thirty tribes, and only for my hand over them would have murdered in the ranks each day. Seven Pillars of Wisdom by T. E. Lawrence [1926]

Ford Madox Ford If then there were to be any more Tietjenses by blood . Last Post by Ford Madox Ford [1928]

Bronislaw Malinowski Howitt says that there would ensue a blood feud, which comes nearly to the same. The Family among the Australian Aborigines by Bronislaw Malinowski [1913]

D. H. Lawrence Emily was bathing the cheek of a little girl, who lifted up her voice and wept loudly when she saw the speck of blood on the cloth. The White Peacock by D. H. Lawrence

To be able to appreciate it one must have Slav blood in one’s veins, which I am discourteous enough to be glad to say I have not. The Red Rat’s Daughter by Guy Boothby [1899]

After deliberate and impressive silence it was announced by moody Yan-coo that Wylo’s heart’s blood had been restored, whereupon that hero rose to his feet sound and well though lean. My Tropic Isle by E. J. Banfield

For my part I like a little hot blood . Judith Paris by Hugh Walpole [1931]

Someone actually attacked you, you say? You think you saw a body somewhere? You saw a man in a black mask, and there was a lot of blood about?” He spread his hands out incredulously. Gentlemen of Crime by Arthur Gask [1932]

Wilkie Collins French flesh and blood (whatever English flesh and blood might have done) could bear no more. Poor Miss Finch by Wilkie Collins [1872]

It would almost seem that down through the ages with this blood there had come to him a touch of that old Greek fatalism, or belief in destiny or necessity. A Love Episode by Émile Zola [1878]

Only look about you: blood is being spilt in streams, and in the merriest way, as though it were champagne. Notes from Underground by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

She still breathed, but the convulsions of death were upon her, and her lips moved as if she would speak, although the blood was fast flowing from her mouth. The Adventures of Hajji Baba of Ispahan by James Justinian Morier

Anthony Trollope I presume it is a religion to offer up hecatombs to the autumnal gods — who must surely take a keener delight in blood and slaughter than those bloodthirsty gods of old. The Duke’s Children by Anthony Trollope

George Meredith Aminta’s healthy frame rode her over petty agitations of a blood uninflamed, as lightly as she swam the troubled sea-waters her body gloried to cleave. Lord Ormont and his Aminta by George Meredith [1894]

Benjamin Disraeli And when the exercise is over the excitement does not cease, as when it grows from music, for your blood is up, and the brilliancy of your eye is fed by your bubbling pulses. The Young Duke by Benjamin Disraeli [1831]

The Portugoose rose slowly with his hand to his head, and a thin stream of blood dripping from his shoulder. Prester John by John Buchan

Jacques Futrelle Remember, please, that, although I knew Miss Meredith had been in the automobile, I also knew she was not wounded; therefore the blood was that of someone else — the man. The Chase of the Golden Plate by Jacques Futrelle [1906]

Of all things in the world he loved only her; his crawling blood only ran warm when she was by. Limehouse Nights by Thomas Burke

T. E. Lawrence Some were his blood enemies; others might say they came to help our battle, and in the darkness thought we were Turks and fired blindly. Seven Pillars of Wisdom by T. E. Lawrence [1926]

James Joyce The blood went bounding along his veins; and the thoughts went rioting through his brain, proud, joyful, tender, valorous. Dubliners by James Joyce

Virginia Woolf She sought to answer such arguments by the familiar if oblique method of finding the gipsy life itself rude and barbarous; and so, in a short time, much bad blood was bred between them. Orlando by Virginia Woolf [1928]

Rudyard Kipling The blood our fathers spilt, Our love, our toils, our pains, Are counted us for guilt, And only bind our chains. The Years Between by Rudyard Kipling [1919]

They were, like the lady of Hawthorne blood mentioned in the “American Note–Books,” “proud of being proud. A Study of Hawthorne by G. P. Lathrop [1876]

Abraham Merri And from a score of wounds his blood mingled with the water! He stumbled over to the jewelled ship. The Ship of Ishtar by Abraham Merri

H. G. Wells What is it? Mud, blood and fools. The Holy Terror by H. G. Wells [1939]

Rudyard Kipling But where is the drinker of elephant’s blood — the red-eyed thorn?” “Little Foot has it — perhaps. The Second Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling [1895]

Pray how much have you been paid by M. le Chevalier for patching up this marriage?’ “I felt my blood boil and my cheeks burn at this insult, but I affected to treat it as a jest. All-Saints' Eve by Amelia B. Edwards

If I dared to betray the secrecy imposed upon me, for reasons of state, I could prove to you that most illustrious blood runs in my veins. Captain Fracasse by Théophile Gautier [1863]

Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu You do, Martha; but there are many in whose veins poor Harry’s blood is running, who don’t feel like you. Checkmate by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu [1871]

Henry Fielding The blood of the Wilds, which hath run with such uninterrupted purity through so many generations, this blood is fouled, is contaminated: hence flow my tears, hence arises my grief. The History of the Life of the Late Mr. Jonathan Wild The Great by Henry Fielding

The blood trickling on the floor off the handle of the knife had turned it into an extremely plain case of murder. The Secret Agent by Joseph Conrad [1907]

George Gissing Now you’ll hear to-night what Hodgson says, but I’ll warrant there won’t be a word about blood in the whole of his speech. Workers in the Dawn by George Gissing [1880]

Benjamin Disraeli All our nobility will be there — the best blood in England — and some others who sympathize with the unity of the Church, the real question. Lothair by Benjamin Disraeli [1870]

John Galsworthy And Jolly said: “I saw you and that fellow in the Park.” The sight of blood rushing into her cheeks gave him some satisfaction; she ought to be ashamed! “Well?” she said. In Chancery by John Galsworthy

Henry Handel Richardson These two men stood in the background while the service was going on, and stamped their feet and beat their hands, encased in monstrous woollen gloves, to keep the blood flowing. Maurice Guest by Henry Handel Richardson

Wilkie Collins That innocent familiarity turned my blood as if it had been the vilest insult that a man could offer me. The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins [1860]

The blood flowed out, reddening the water at the lake, while the poor doe uttered a doleful cry, beat the water with her feet, reared up, and then fell back dead. Chicot the Jester by Alexandre Dumas

Jack London My blood chills when I think of it. The Iron Heel by Jack London [1908]

Edith Wharton The blood had rushed to her face, humming in her ears, and forcing itself into the veins of her temples like hot lead. Tales of Men and Ghosts by Edith Wharton [1910]

Fever was abroad in the air, and her blood grew hotter and hotter . The Haunted Woman by David Lindsay [1922]

Thomas Paine The blood of India is not yet repaid, nor the wretchedness of Africa yet requited. The American Crisis by Thomas Paine

H. Rider Haggard The blood of this girl was on his hands, and he could do nothing to help her. The People of the Mist by H. Rider Haggard

Edith Wharton The blood rushed to my forehead: my heart was in my throat. New Year’s Day by Edith Wharton

Bronislaw Malinowski J. F. MacLennan uses also the kinship concept as identical with that of blood relationship. The Family among the Australian Aborigines by Bronislaw Malinowski [1913]

Arthur Conan Doyle Of blood-stains also he spoke — how the skilled hunter may see at a glance if blood be dark and frothy, which means a mortal hurt, or thin and clear, which means that the arrow has struck a bone. Sir Nigel by Arthur Conan Doyle [1906]

Her heart throbbed again; Her blood flowed swifter, and her lips moved. The Monk by Matthew Lewis [1796]

E. Phillips Oppenheim The tingle of the wine was in his throat, the golden sparkle of it was exhilarating; through all his veins the warm blood seemed to be flowing with a new vigour. The Ostrekoff Jewels by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1932]

One day he fell in with this accursed Hungarian, a fierce drinker of that Devil’s blood called brandy. The Wondersmith by Fitz James O’Brien

Edith Wharton The woman was nothing to him — less than nothing — yet the blood hummed in his ears and hung a cloud before him. The Touchstone by Edith Wharton [1900]

I felt Juan’s embrace, — then I felt his blood stream over me. Melmoth the Wanderer by Charles Maturin [1820]

D. H. Lawrence If that happened, Kangaroo would have blood on his hands. Kangaroo by D. H. Lawrence

George Meredith She’s on the Continent and has been a long time, and it was the capital of Austria, which is a Catholic country, and they’ve Irish blood in the service there, or they had. Celt and Saxon by George Meredith [1910]

Mary Webb Not until dawn, like a knife, gashed the east with blood did he stir. Gone to Earth by Mary Webb [1917]

William Godwin She bears away the nails which had pierced the hands and feet of the criminal, the clotted blood which had distilled from his wounds, and the sinews that had held him suspended. Lives of the Necromancers by William Godwin [1834]

D. H. Lawrence There a low stone altar stood, with a few embers in its hollow, and the dark stain of blood in its end groove. The Man Who Died by D. H. Lawrence

Jules Verne The blood spurted out and blended with their tears. In Search of the Castaways by Jules Verne [1873]

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle My blood will be on your head, sir — it will, indeed — if you drive me to despair. The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle [1894]

Anthony Trollope Mr. Prendergast knew that such leeches as Mr. Mollett never leave the skin as long as there is a drop of blood left within the veins. Castle Richmond by Anthony Trollope

Anthony Trollope It seemed as though a new vein in his body had been brought into use, and that blood was running where blood had never run before. The Small House at Allington by Anthony Trollope

Edgar Rice Burroughs If these were creatures of his own kind he was doubtful if his past pride in blood was warranted. Tarzan of the Apes by Edgar Rice Burroughs [1912]

Ford Madox Ford Great waves of blood rushed across her being as if physical forces as yet undiscovered or invented attracted the very fluid itself. Some Do Not . . . by Ford Madox Ford [1924]

Then a sudden thought sent the blood with a rush to his heart. In the Quarter by Robert W. Chambers

Leon Trotsky Under such conditions, only an industrial revival can close the ranks of the proletariat, pour fresh blood into its veins, restore its confidence in itself and make it capable of further struggle. My Life by Leon Trotsky

Arthur Conan Doyle For a moment the blood of the long line of hot-headed thanes was too strong for the soft whisperings of the doctrine of meekness and mercy. The White Company by Arthur Conan Doyle [1891]

Mark Twain Did you think I’d forget? The Injun blood ain’t in me for nothing. The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain [1876]

Tobias Smolle If the heat rarifies the blood and juices, while the cold air constringes the fibres, and obstructs the perspiration, inflammatory disorders must ensue. Travels through France and Italy by Tobias Smolle

Sir Walter Scott He hasna a four-footed creature but the vicious blood thing he rides on, and that’s sair trash’d wi’ his night wark. The Black Dwarf by Sir Walter Scott [1816]

Those ancestors, those efforts, those memories and legends, are the most ideal part of what we now own together, a sacred spiritual possession worth more than all the blood poured out. Memories and Studies by William James

Rudyard Kipling Fancy having to explain to the casual stranger the blood and breeding of the hero of every anecdote. From Sea to Sea by Rudyard Kipling [1899]

George Gissing As she grew warm, the rosy blood mantled in her cheeks and flushed her neck. The Whirlpool by George Gissing [1896]

Isabella Bird Moslem charity responds freely to a claim for alms to wipe out a blood stain. Journeys in Persia and Kurdistan by Isabella Bird [1891]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Sometimes for odd moments the blood in me runs as fiercely as ever and I could shriek with the pain and glory of it, and then I remember and I am like this—quite quiet. The Strange Boarders of Palace Crescent by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1934]

Rafael Sabatini One and all of them expected to see some ghastly deed of blood performed there, coldly and callously as the wringing of a capon’s neck. The Sea Hawk by Rafael Sabatini

Arthur Conan Doyle Was it possible that this stolidly respectable person was of the same blood as one of the most notorious criminals in the country? “Yes, sir, my name was Selden, and he is my younger brother. The Hound of the Baskervilles by Arthur Conan Doyle [1902]

Lord Avelard wore a heavy furred robe, for his blood was thin, and a fire of logs made the place like an oven to one fresh from the sharp out-of-doors. The Blanket of the Dark by John Buchan [1931]

Another girl was strangled by them, and her blood lapped up. The Book of Were-Wolves by S. Baring-Gould [1865]

H. Rider Haggard If anything befalls him his blood will be required at my hands. King Solomon’s Mines by H. Rider Haggard

The blood of my forefathers cries aloud in my veins, and bids me be first among my countrymen. The Last Man by Mary Shelley

Arthur Morrison Probably he is stunned by a blow on the head — see the blood now. The Chronicles of Martin Hewitt by Arthur Morrison

Arthur Conan Doyle Yet he fought on, even after the final thrust had come, and died still hacking and cursing, with foul cries upon his lips, and his blood clotting upon his orange beard. The Exploits of Brigadier Gerard by Arthur Conan Doyle [1896]

Edith Wharton The blood rushed to his head, and he swayed in the sudden grip of anger; but he mastered himself and raised his lace handkerchief to the cut. The Valley of Decision by Edith Wharton [1902]

D. H. Lawrence I WISH I could die in giving myself to you, give you all my blood on your altar, for ever. The Ladybird by D. H. Lawrence

Anthony Trollope Robespierre was not a cruel man; but he had none of that humanity, which makes the shedding of blood abominable to mankind, and which, had he possessed it, would have made his career impossible. La Vendée by Anthony Trollope

D. H. Lawrence You know officers aren’t allowed to use the needle — might give the man blood poisoning. Aaron’s Rod by D. H. Lawrence

Rather like Selina and Isabella, for I’m sure they have Jewish blood in their veins. The Secret Passage by Fergus Hume

Virginia Woolf Some grains of the Kentish or Sussex earth were mixed with the thin, fine fluid which came to him from Normandy. He held that the mixture of brown earth and blue blood was a good one. Orlando by Virginia Woolf [1928]

Why, of all the four players you were probably the only one who had not got blood on his hands. The Shadow of Larose by Arthur Gask [1930]

Arthur Morrison In his bodily condition a light blow was enough to let a great deal of blood — no doubt with benefit; and Josh Perrott’s blows were not light in any case. A Child of the Jago by Arthur Morrison

Thomas Wolfe He had sensed how the hollow pyramid of a false social structure had been erected and sustained upon a base of common mankind’s blood and sweat and agony. You Can’t Go Home Again by Thomas Wolfe [1940]

William Blades I do not envy any man that absence of sentiment which makes some people careless of the memorials of their ancestors, and whose blood can be warmed up only by talking of horses or the price of hops. The Enemies of Books by William Blades [1880]

In his own person and his own blood the same elements, the same capabilities still existed, however modified or differently ordered. A Study of Hawthorne by G. P. Lathrop [1876]

Ann Radcliffe As she turned towards the avenue, however, a track of blood on the ground told her too certainly where the wounded person had passed. The Italian by Ann Radcliffe [1796]

Daniel Defoe The same histories likewise record that two of his own blood and posterity, and particularly his immediate successor William Rufus, lost their lives in this forest — one, viz. From London to Land’s End by Daniel Defoe

Sir Richard Burton I pardon all my blood he pleased to shed. The Arabian Nights' Entertainments by Sir Richard Burton

D. H. Lawrence She only felt she might be sick, and it might be blood that was loose in her torn entrails. The Prussian Officer and other stories by D. H. Lawrence

What was I to the testator? A blood relation, truly, but a stranger. The Cloven Foot by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1879]

George Meredith Let me now go to my girl, to my daughter! The blood of the Lenkenstein must rust on the steel. Vittoria by George Meredith [1867]

Wilkie Collins My blood boils when I think of it,” Phoebe declared, with melodramatic vehemence. The Fallen Leaves by Wilkie Collins [1879]

Ford Madox Ford He could feel the spot; not itching but the blood pulsing a little warmer. A Man Could Stand Up by Ford Madox Ford [1926]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Yet the warm blood flowed in his veins, and his heart was beating with a quickened throb. The Amazing Judgment by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1897]

George Eliot She had no ultimate analysis of things that went beyond blood and family — the Herons of Fenshore or the Badgers of Hillbury. She had never seen behind the canvas with which her life was hung. Felix Holt the Radical by George Eliot [1866]

Rafael Sabatini The cowardly assault had raised in him such a thirst for vengeance as naught but Sedley’s blood could assuage. The Plague of Ghosts by Rafael Sabatini

The fugitive from Stoke battle, with the avenger of blood at his heels, had sought refuge in his own house, where Mother Blackthorn hid him beyond the reach of any pursuit. The Blanket of the Dark by John Buchan [1931]

Washington Irving If you put a tub full of blood into a stable, the horses are likely to go mad. The Life of Oliver Goldsmith by Washington Irving [1840]

Margaret Oliphant Walter felt the blood rush to his face; he put up his hands as if to stop the injurious thought. The Wizard's Son by Margaret Oliphant [1882]

George Meredith Carinthia walked to be overtaken, not daring to fever her blood at a swifter pace; ‘lamed with an infant,’ the thought recurred. The Amazing Marriage by George Meredith [1895]

F. Scott Fitzgerald However, blood being thicker than broth, he was pulled through. This Side of Paradise by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Wilkie Collins If we had not been all nearly on an equality in the matter of wages, these distinctions would have made bad blood among us. A Rogue’s Life by Wilkie Collins [1879]

Matthew Arnold The quick dropping of blood is called ‘faster than the fall of the dewdrop from the blade of reed-grass upon the earth, when the dew of June is at the heaviest. The Study of Celtic Literature by Matthew Arnold [1867]

I have shed my blood for nothing; I have watched like a dog at a door, knowing full well that neither bread nor bone would be thrown to me. The Vicomte de Bragelonne by Alexandre Dumas [1848-1850]

Anthony Trollope Presently, before any one else came up to them, a few drops of blood came from between the sufferer’s lips. Ralph the Heir by Anthony Trollope [1871]

It is a curious coincidence that in telling this to our Father Director here, he said, “Why, we have a portion of St. Pantaleon’s blood at the Chiesa Nuova, and it is always liquid. Eminent Victorians by Lytton Strachey

Edith Wharton Surely it was time to infuse new blood into the veins of the moribund art. The Reef by Edith Wharton [1912]

Arthur Conan Doyle And then, suddenly, something turned my blood cold in my veins. The Adventures of Gerard by Arthur Conan Doyle [1903]

Abraham Merri There was a sword gash across Gigi’s hairy chest from which blood ran in little trickling streams. The Ship of Ishtar by Abraham Merri

As she stooped she saw a pool of blood which made her turn pale. The Miller’s Daughter by Émile Zola

James Joyce The young man washed the blood from the injured man’s mouth and then called for some brandy. Dubliners by James Joyce

The pulse of the arteries, he also thought, was propagated by their coats, not by the wave of blood thrown into them by the heart. Fathers of Biology by Charles McRae [1890]

Walter Scott I scarce know that my blood flows in the veins of an individual who now lives in my native land. Quentin Durward by Walter Scott [1823]

From the bloody condition of the cap, a lot of blood must have been spilt, but I could see no sign of it anywhere about. The Hidden Door by Arthur Gask [1934]

George Gissing All at once every drop of blood in his body seemed to rush to his heart, he gasped for breath. Workers in the Dawn by George Gissing [1880]

Rafael Sabatini Should we miss each other, perhaps I shall have the honour of crossing swords with you, until one of us draws first blood — that is all. Casanova’s Alibi by Rafael Sabatini

Anthony Trollope Mr Slide’s blood was running high with virtuous indignation against our hero as he inserted those last cruel words as to the choice of an obscure but honest profession. Phineas Redux by Anthony Trollope

I had no idea spilt blood kept its warmth so much. Romance by Joseph Conrad and Ford Madox Ford [1903]

E. T. A. Hoffmann Next morning the populace, stricken with terror, beheld a fearful sight; it made every man’s blood run cold in his veins. The Doge and Dogess by E. T. A. Hoffmann

George Gissing The boy’s blood boiled within him, but he remained silent and motionless. Workers in the Dawn by George Gissing [1880]

H. Rider Haggard It is not so ill to die thus, lord!” “Not so ill!” said Eric; “and yet I am weary of blood and war, of glory and of my strength. Eric Brighteyes by H. Rider Haggard

Robert Browning All in vain! Gold and jewels I threw, Still he couched there perdue; I tempted his blood and his flesh, Hid in roses my mesh, Choicest cates and the flagon’s best spilth: Still he kept to his filth. Dramatic Romances by Robert Browning [1845]

Anthony Trollope The blood flew to her face and suffused her forehead, but she did not speak, or resist him or make any effort to escape from his embrace. Phineas Redux by Anthony Trollope

Midnight. Worn completely out, but before my blood cools let me write. The Leavenworth Case by Anna Katharine Green

The blood in his veins was strong and rich with the iron of the frontiersman. Tales of Soldiers and Civilians by Ambrose Bierce

Edith Wharton The blood rushed to his forehead; and, taken aback by the suddenness of her surrender, he caught her two hands awkwardly in his. The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton [1920]

Vapour is then a remote cause in the generation of the metals; the fluid condensed from vapours is a more proximate one, like the blood and semen in the generation of animals. On the Magnet by William Gilber

Now — now my line will end with me, and there will be no blood of mine in the hands that close my eyes. The Shadow of Larose by Arthur Gask [1930]

Bram Stoker There is where he fail! That terrible baptism of blood which he give you makes you free to go to him in spirit, as you have as yet done in your times of freedom, when the sun rise and set. Dracula by Bram Stoker [1897]

Andrew Lang Take three drops of blood from the child’s little finger, rub them on your servant’s wrists with a blade of grass and he will return to life. The Crimson Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

Anthony Trollope It is not likely that I should do so, when I have not begrudged the blood of my children. La Vendée by Anthony Trollope

Arthur Conan Doyle I can feel the ferment in my blood at this very moment, and as the cool sunshine pours through my window I could dance about in it like a gnat. The Parasite by Arthur Conan Doyle [1894]

The blood receded from my ears; and I again heard and saw distinctly. The Miraculous Revenge by George Bernard Shaw

The thought that Micheline had forgotten her promise made the blood rush to his face. Serge Panine by Georges Ohnet [1881]

Katherine Mansfield Followed the very young gentleman who piped in a tenor voice that he loved somebody, “with blood in his heart and a thousand pains. In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield [1911]