Around us

Around us

Used in context of general equities. See: Away from you.
References in classic literature ?
I have sought to impart this relief to the more serious passages in the book, not only because I believe myself to be justified in doing so by the laws of Art -- but because experience has taught me (what the experience of my readers will doubtless confirm) that there is no such moral phenomenon as unmixed tragedy to be found in the world around us.
It grew colder and colder still, and fine, powdery snow began to fall, so that soon we and all around us were covered with a white blanket.
Yes, we became very wakeful; so much so that our recumbent position began to grow wearisome, and by little and little we found ourselves sitting up; the clothes well tucked around us, leaning against the head-board with our four knees drawn up close together, and our two noses bending over them, as if our knee-pans were warming-pans.
And while we ate and drank and laughed and chatted, the books around us were weaving their spells.
Such is the lot For ever of the great and wise, Whose tombs around us rise; Man honours where the grave remembers not.
I had the same feeling of mystery and danger around us.
Around us were solitudes of snow, arcades picked out in pearl and silver, long avenues of untrodden marble whence sprang the cathedral columns of the firs.
If the fall continues, the vapor of our breath will fall in snow around us.
There is a terrible mystery around us, madame, around you, around Christine, a mystery much more to be feared than any number of ghosts or genii
There are things going on around us which no one can understand.
I have been frequently asked, when a slave, if I had a kind master, and do not remember ever to have given a negative answer; nor did I, in pursuing this course, consider myself as uttering what was absolutely false; for I always measured the kind- ness of my master by the standard of kindness set up among slaveholders around us.
The ice-white mountains clustered all around us, But arctic summer blossomed at our feet; The perfume of the creeping sallows found us, The cranberry-flowers were sweet.