He grew confused and said: "On condition that the French army retires
beyond the Niemen."
Thus, once on a time, did I also cast my fancy
beyond man, like all backworldsmen.
The government already possesses a complete official report of my adventures
beyond thirty.
One by one his worlds evaporated, rose
beyond his vision as vapours in the hot alembic of the sun, sank for ever beneath sea-levels, themselves unreal and passing as the phantoms of a dream.
Having no idea of the direction in which he might best hope to find what he sought, and not wishing to arouse suspicion by further hesitation, he turned to the left and stepped briskly along the pavement with the intention of placing himself as quickly as possible
beyond the observation of those nocturnal watchers.
The prospect in front was more extensive; it commanded the whole of the valley, and reached into the country
beyond. The hills which surrounded the cottage terminated the valley in that direction; under another name, and in another course, it branched out again between two of the steepest of them.
With his keen vision the poet sees things in a glance and paints them in a single line, and in the poem as a whole you get the sense of beauty
beyond beauty, as though the seer had looked into a world that underlay the world of form.
Penney--the head of the Egyptian medical service, who, in a small steamer, penetrated one degree
beyond Gondokoro, and then came back to die of exhaustion at Karthoum--nor Miani, the Venetian, who, turning the cataracts below Gondokoro, reached the second parallel-- nor the Maltese trader, Andrea Debono, who pushed his journey up the Nile still farther--could work their way
beyond the apparently impassable limit.
Beyond were a handful of guards, laughing and talking over one of their incomprehensible Barsoomian games.
After Jane Clayton, with rifle levelled at the breast of Rokoff, had succeeded in holding him off until the dugout in which she had taken refuge had drifted out upon the bosom of the Ugambi
beyond the man's reach, she had lost no time in paddling to the swiftest sweep of the channel, nor did she for long days and weary nights cease to hold her craft to the most rapidly moving part of the river, except when during the hottest hours of the day she had been wont to drift as the current would take her, lying prone in the bottom of the canoe, her face sheltered from the sun with a great palm leaf.
When, an hour later, a Martian appeared
beyond the Clock Tower and waded down the river, nothing but wreck- age floated above Limehouse.
In prescribing meats and drinks would he wish to go
beyond another physician or
beyond the practice of medicine?