That fierce valley of the Missouri, which belches fitful blizzards from December to March, is sometimes quiet.
"The Crisis, Volume 6"
Winston Churchill
To this grand old forest, for instance, whose dim shades echo the soft pit-pat of the deer and the coo of the wood-pigeon, comes not the tourist, with hideous knapsack and suit of startling check; no panting locomotive belches out its cloud of coal smoke to dim the brightness of the sky and choke the elms and oaks which reared their stately heads before their fell enemy, the steam engine, was dreamt of.
"Only One Love, or Who Was the Heir"
Charles Garvice
And the Giants could be seen plentiful around the Kilns to the East; and from the Kilns great belches of fire; though the meaning of it, as of all else, we could not say; but only the cause.
"The Night Land"
William Hope Hodgson