Then slowly they retreated but this time with a strange grating sound and finally they disappeared in some black and distant recess of my dungeon
They locked the mercer in the same dungeon
where he had passed the night, and left him to himself during the day.
He descended fifteen steps, and the door of a dungeon
was opened, and he was thrust in.
So, at least I thought: but I had not counted upon the extent of the dungeon
, or upon my own weakness.
To the one, nights spent in dancing had seemed made of minutes instead of hours; to the other, those selfsame nights had been like all other nights of dungeon
life and seemed made of slow, dragging weeks instead of hours and minutes.
Then she had seated herself on that straw and, sometimes, for the sake of changing her attitude, on the last stone step in her dungeon
And now, let us go down, and conduct this poor devil back to his dungeon
again, unless you prefer he should come up here.
Presently the day came, and a young woman whom Jane Porter had not seen before came with several others to her dungeon
where Rosa had induced her father to hide himself, and where for the present we must leave the two, offered to them a perfectly safe retreat, being known only to those in power, who used to place there important prisoners of state, to guard against a rescue or a revolt.
So the Delegation was cast into the deepest dungeon
beneath the moat, where it maintained a divided mind for many weeks, but finally reconciled its differences and asked to be taken before the New President.
The tower is God, the dungeon
is the dwelling of the Evil One.
You can shut me up in a dark, damp dungeon
inhabited by snakes and toads and feed me only on bread and water and I shall not complain.
The earl had been imprisoned for years in a loathsome dungeon
Mr Pope, however, very luckily found them in the said play, and, laying violent hands on his own property, transferred it back again into his own works; and, for a further punishment, imprisoned the said Moore in the loathsome dungeon
of the Dunciad, where his unhappy memory now remains, and eternally will remain, as a proper punishment for such his unjust dealings in the poetical trade.
After many fruitless attempts to gain admittance to the prison, he found a strongly grated window in an unguarded part of the building, which lighted the dungeon
of the unfortunate Muhammadan, who, loaded with chains, waited in despair the execution of the barbarous sentence.