Under foot the soil was springy with the mould of numberless autumns.
I wish you to tread me under foot as a sandal; I wish my caresses to be your tunic and your wreath.
But life jostled me aside, crushed me under foot, gave me no chance.
Fanny dropped the roses in a shower and trod them under foot as she ran to Joan.
Hubbard passes it to him, and he looks at it, crumples ...