I felt good that, although there was no future, there would always be a past.
A Crowbar in the Buddhist GardenThen stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are alone.
Childe Harold's PilgrimageHoga Gothyelk no longer felt anger, not truly -- only varieties of sorrow.
The Darkness That Comes BeforeI have clung To nothing, lov’d a nothing, nothing seen Or felt but a great dream!
Endymion: A Poetic RomanceIt felt like he’d been dragged through the nine circles of hell — by his testicles.
Bound for the Forest