A Tale of Two Cities
It is likely enough that, rooted in the woods of France and Norway, there were growing trees, when that sufferer was put to death, already marked by the Woodman, Fate, to come down and be sawn into boards, to make a certain movable framework with a sack and a knife in it, terrible in history (1.1.4).
The time was to come, when that wine too would be spilled on the street-stones, and when the stain of it would be red upon many there. (1.5.5)
"To be registered, as doomed to destruction," returned Defarge.
[…] "The chateau, and all the race?" inquired the first.
"The chateau and all the race," returned Defarge. "Extermination." (2.15.63-67)