“Uncle, whose inventive brains
kept evolving aeroplanes,
fell from an enormous height
upon my garden lawn last night.
Flying is a fatal sport,
uncle wrecked the tennis court.”

Source: Dead Over Heels

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For my own part, I could not have a heart to curse my dog so.
Book III, Ch. 11.
The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman (1760-1767)

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Source: The Revolt of the Angels (1914), Ch. XXXV
Context: Night hung its blue over the garden. Satan fell asleep. He had a dream, and in that dream, soaring over the earth, he saw it covered with angelsin revolt, beautiful as gods whose eyes darted lightning. And from pole to pole one single cry, formed of a myriad cries, mounted towards him, filled with hope and love. And Satan said:
"Let us go forth! Let us seek the ancient adversary in his high abode." And he led the countless host of angels over the celestial plains. And Satan was cognizant of what took place in the heavenly citadel. When news of this second revolt came thither, the Father said to the Son:
"The irreconcilable foe is rising once again. Let us take heed to ourselves, and in this, our time of danger, look to our defences, lest we lose our high abode."
And the Son, consubstantial with the Father, replied:
"We shall triumph under the sign that gave Constantine the victory."

Source: The Atlantis Complex

On the familial toll of the Mexican Revolution in “Femininity in Kevlar: Nao Bustamante’s women of the Mexican Revolution” https://www.latimes.com/entertainment/arts/miranda/la-et-cam-artist-nao-bustamante-women-of-the-mexican-revolution-20150513-column.html in Los Angeles Times (2015 May 14)

But his shoes were far too tight.
Incidents in the Life of my Uncle Arly http://www.nonsenselit.org/Lear/pw/arly.html, st. 7 (1895).