Freely they stood who stood, and fell who fell.

-Milton,John
  Paradise Lost (published1667), bk.3, l.102.

   The stubborn spearmen still made good Their dark impenetrable wood, Each stepping where his comrade stood The instant that he fell.

-Scott, Sir Walter
  Marmion, canto 6, stanza 34.

What though his head be empty, provided his commonplace book be full.

-Swift,Jonathan
  ATale of aTub,'Digression in praise of digression', ch.7.