Could I forsee the sunken rocks of life? - Victor Roy, a Masonic Poem by Harriet Annie Wilkins, 1882.
The reasone why the Commissioner did so muche presse the reading of the declinator was, because he forsaw that they meant to putt him to a dilemma which still should bring ane inconvenience along with it.
... My poor mom, every time she'd come home, she would see the lights flicker and die. ...
... And so if you're nearsighted, which I see many of you out ...