Here there were more dead Matabele, lying amid their own broken and discarded weapons.

I carefully walked back to the window and saw that a jar of mayonnaise was lying on the floor amid the broken glass.

Others showed only one or two people, lying on their backs amid the greenery.

It was the body of a child, lying crumpled amid the stones.

That area of space which lies like a peninsula amid a gulf without jump points.

He found the crumpled form lying amid the reeds, the arrow through its middle.

There were the springs, lying amid the ruin they had caused.

The cracking tower lies dead center amid the aiming rings.

One reason may be that beyond the genre boundaries lie far too many choices amid the recorded sounds of an entire century.

But where lies the honor, or the commitment to anything, amid the Bosnian morass?