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[...] Death was my red son, / Who, like an harvest man asweat with toil, / Perspires all gore, dissolved in bloody dews— [...]

1834, John A[braham] Heraud, “Book the Third”, in The Judgement of the Flood, London: James Fraser […], →OCLC, section II, page 60, lines 333–335

[T]he dam, beholding nigh, can bring her offspring dear / No needful help, for her own limbs are bound by trembling fear, / And with a sudden dread she starts, and flies with speed increased, / Through bush and wild wood all asweat, before that strong-jawed beast; [...]

1866, “Book XI”, in John Stuart Blackie, transl., Homer and the Iliad, volumes II (The Iliad in English Verse, Books I.–XII.), Edinburgh: Edmonston and Douglas, →OCLC, page 344

[T]he sheepish herds, / That flock around each new teacher, all asweat / With running and jostling for the nearest place, / To stare and wonder what he means and cry / "Oh, the rare teacher!" till the next one comes, [...]

1867, Augusta Webster, “Anno Domini 33. III. Pilate.”, in A Woman Sold and Other Poems, London; Cambridge, Cambridgeshire: Macmillan and Co., →OCLC, pages 62–63

[W]hen they had given / The cool wet jar, asweat with diamond-drops / Of sparkling life, that way-worn Arab laved / The muzzle of his beast, and filled her mouth; [...]

1883, chapter 15, in Edwin Arnold, transl., Pearls of the Faith: Or Islam’s Rosary: Being the Ninety-nine Beautiful Names of Allah (Asmâ-el-Husnâ) […], 2nd edition, London: Trübner & Co., […], →OCLC, page 47

I threw a cloak over him for a net and struck, struck, struck, / Blindly, in the steam of the bath; he bellowed, netted, / And bubbled in the water; / All the stone vault asweat with steam bellowed; / And I undid the net and the beast was dead, and the broad vessel / Stank with his blood.

1925, Robinson Jeffers, “The Tower beyond Tragedy”, in Roan Stallion, Tamar and Other Poems (The Modern Library of the World’s Best Books; 118), New York, N.Y.: The Modern Library, published 1935, →OCLC, page 38