For a while she sat where he left her, but as she thought of all she had gone through her loneliness and misery overcame her, the tears Welled forth, and throwing herself on the bed she buried her face in the pillows.
"Liza of Lambeth"
W. Somerset Maugham
But, still holding William's hand, questions and desires Welled up in Cassandra's heart.
"Night and Day"
Virginia Woolf
Then for the first time the tears Welled into Jeanne's eyes.
"The Rough Road"
William John Locke