The rolling and flashing overhead made the sorrel horse almost tear Gotz's hands off the wrists.
Hereupon a cry of joy broke from me: "Gotz," and again "Gotz!"
Gotz and Werther alone survive the creations of which they formed the nucleii.
He imagined for some reason that he was quoting from Goethe's Gotz von Berlichingen.
And whereas I had in no wise forgotten my tricks, I took Gotz by the hem of his hood and drew his dear head down to my face.
