Then if, for the reasons exposed above, he once arrives at the idea that man is a body animated by a spirit, he must necessarily attribute a duality of this sort and souls like his own even to inert bodies themselves.
— from The Elementary Forms of the Religious Life by Émile Durkheim
He approached a bench and seated himself in its corner, nursing his hat and newspaper.
— from Ulysses by James Joyce
At length, with Ellen in a grove He seemed to walk and speak of love; She listened with a blush and sigh, His suit was warm, his hopes were high.
— from The Lady of the Lake by Walter Scott
nt showed him a bed, and said he was to lie down in it and sleep.
— from Grimms' Fairy Tales by Wilhelm Grimm
In the times of freedom, the resolves of the people had often been dictated by the passion or error of the moment: the Cornelian, Pompeian, and Julian laws were adapted by a single hand to the prevailing disorders; but the senate, under the reign of the Cæsars, was composed of magistrates and lawyers, and in questions of private jurisprudence, the integrity of their judgment was seldom perverted by fear or interest.
— from The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire Table of Contents with links in the HTML file to the two Project Gutenberg editions (12 volumes) by Edward Gibbon
Isabelle, Clara, Rosalind, Eleanor, were all removed by their very beauty, around which men had swarmed, from the possibility of contributing anything but a sick heart and a page of puzzled words to write.
— from This Side of Paradise by F. Scott (Francis Scott) Fitzgerald
The giant showed him a bed, and said he was to lie down in it and sleep.
— from Household Tales by Brothers Grimm by Wilhelm Grimm
She helped him buckle his knapsack, cartridge-box, and belt, and showed him how to load the chasse-pot rifle, holding it on her knees.
— from The King in Yellow by Robert W. (Robert William) Chambers
"Wait till I take her up for a bit and see how she pulls and I will give you a runaround in her," said Adams to Jimmy.
— from The Brighton Boys with the Flying Corps by James R. Driscoll
He got no answer; but a second, harder rap produced a muffled moan.
— from The Brightener by A. M. (Alice Muriel) Williamson
I wrote him to look after Bart and sent him some money and give him the name of the ship, and he watched for her and sent for him all right.
— from The Tides of Barnegat by Francis Hopkinson Smith
He's never been close about brass and suchlike, hasn't Will."
— from The Splendid Fairing by Constance Holme
The man who takes the negro on hire feeds him, clothes him, provides him with a bed, and supplies him with medical attendance.
— from North America — Volume 2 by Anthony Trollope
She looked on her niece as dearer than ever, from the narrative she had heard, and she was thankful to behold her thus in radiant health and beauty, and, she hoped, in happiness, although at times there was still a deeper shade of seriousness than she loved to see imprinted on her brow, and dimming the lustre of her eye, but it caused her no anxiety.
— from The Mother's Recompense, Volume 2 A Sequel to Home Influence by Grace Aguilar
I remembered that his room and Vail's connected through a bath, and, still holding my revolver leveled, I ran into Vail's room again, this time turning on the light.
— from The After House by Mary Roberts Rinehart
Sidney had been well educated; his father was self-taught, and brusque, and Sidney had grown very irritable.
— from Mattie:—A Stray (Vol 3 of 3) by F. W. (Frederick William) Robinson
she comes up mighty sicke with a fit of the cholique and in mighty pain and calls for me out of the bed; I rose and held her, she prays me to forgive her, and in mighty pain we put her to bed, where the pain ceased by and by, and so had some asparagus to our bed side for supper and very kindly afterward to sleepe and good friends in the morning.
— from Diary of Samuel Pepys — Volume 43: May/June 1666 by Samuel Pepys
[Pg 70] was, he had sense enough to understand that any outbreak would mean his prompt expulsion and banishment, and so he would restrain himself.
— from Bert Lloyd's Boyhood: A Story from Nova Scotia by J. Macdonald (James Macdonald) Oxley
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