The greater part of the voyage from Europe to Darien, and the whole voyage from Darien to the richest kingdoms of Asia, would be a rapid yet easy gliding before the trade winds over blue and sparkling waters.
— from The History of England, from the Accession of James II — Volume 5 by Macaulay, Thomas Babington Macaulay, Baron

It seems that Mr. Kilburn, the gentlemanly and affable advance agent of the Nina Saville Dramatic Company, now performing at Andy Hanks’ Opera House to big houses, was brutally assaulted by a ruffianly young Englishman, named Beauvoir, for no cause whatever.
— from In Partnership: Studies in story-telling by Brander Matthews

The following are also among the questions in the same volume: Utrum deus sit infinite potencie , Utrum virgo concepit sine semine , An intellectus sit forma corporis , An deus sit in omnibus rebus , An omnes beati equaliter participant beatitudine , An ratio ymaginis est in actuali visione dei .
— from The Grey Friars in Oxford by A. G. (Andrew George) Little

In the year 1824, Lord Byron, a rich young Englishman who wrote the poetry over which all Europe wept, hoisted the sails of his yacht and started south to help the Greeks.
— from The Story of Mankind by Hendrik Willem Van Loon

To be a rich young Englishman, with a passion for yachting, would not at first thought seem a difficult part to play.
— from The Kidnapped President by Guy Boothby

Did he not preach Christ Jesus the Lord, and constantly in his ministrations lay no other foundation than Christ Jesus, which God has laid in Zion, for your faith and hope to build and rest your eternal concerns upon?
— from Memorials of the Independent Churches in Northamptonshire with biographical notices of their pastors, and some account of the puritan ministers who laboured in the county. by Thomas Coleman

"Pray do not let me be any restraint, your Excellency," replied the Superintendent, politely; but, as he spoke, his eyes travelled with a peculiar curious gaze from the letter to its recipient.
— from No Surrender by E. Werner

Through a crevice of the dormitory door I watched you undress, envied the gentle nun who gathered up your long hair and tied over it the little white ruffled muslin cap; and when you knelt by your small curtained bed, and repeated your evening prayers, adding a special petition that ' Heavenly Father would bless dear mother, and keep her safe ,' I stifled my sobs in my handkerchief.
— from Infelice by Augusta J. (Augusta Jane) Evans