it’s time for bed; it’s time to sleep; we must wait for the right time; it's time we were going

The commander conducted thousands of troops.

The stallion guards his cavallard with a jealous eye, and allows no interference from other horses, and often he battles so ferociously with any and all intruders, that when the owner or herdsman approaches, he is compelled to used stones and other missiles before the stallion allows him to enter the range over which he holds supreme jurisdiction.

The weight of elderdom in our family was like a drapery to be taken for granted. In which anyone could at times gratefully hide.