We crushed the flowers to dust again, And leaped the daddock pile, And hunted, with a careless rein, The foe in savage style.

In a destructive Sorites, you, of course, go back from the denial of the last consequent to the denial of the first antecedent

Fleets of planes flew in their daily cargo of white gold, first extracted from coca leaves in Peru or Bolivia and then refined in Colombia.

[…] Haste and Sickness made me rather venture on your good Nature, for the Pardon of a venial Fault, than put myself to the trouble of altering the Order of these Papers, and substituting new Transitions and Connections, in the room of those, with which I formerly made up the Chasms and Incoherency of the Tract, you now receive.