Six or seven years before, she would have been happy in the possession of this little Aladdin's palace; but she had wandered out of the circle of careless, pleasure seeking creatures, she had strayed far away into a desolate labyrinth of guilt and treachery, terror and crime, and all the treasures that had been collected for her could have given her no pleasure but one, the pleasure of flinging them into a heap beneath her feet and trampling upon them and destroying them in her cruel despair.
— from Lady Audley's Secret by M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon

A double line of glass-stoppered bottles was drawn up upon the wall opposite the door, and the table was littered over with Bunsen burners, test-tubes, and retorts.
— from The Sign of the Four by Arthur Conan Doyle

So delicate is the compensation that a daily loss or gain of only half a second is often the limit of error.
— from How it Works Dealing in simple language with steam, electricity, light, heat, sound, hydraulics, optics, etc., and with their applications to apparatus in common use by Archibald Williams

Take the flowers of Clove-bazil, or the seeds thereof, Saffron, Zedoary, Wood of Aloes, Cloves, Citron pills, Galanga, Mace, Nutmegs, Styrax Calamitis, of each two drams and an half, Ivory, Annis seeds, Thyme, Epithimum, of each one dram, bone of a Stag’s heart, Pearls, Camphire, of each half a dram, leaves of Gold and Silver, of each half a scruple, make it into powder according to art.
— from The Complete Herbal To which is now added, upwards of one hundred additional herbs, with a display of their medicinal and occult qualities physically applied to the cure of all disorders incident to mankind: to which are now first annexed, the English physician enlarged, and key to Physic. by Nicholas Culpeper

Accordingly he bent down, but he could find nothing in his imagination more tender and personal than this,— “Why does your mother always wear that surcoat with armorial designs, like our grandmothers of the time of Charles VII.?
— from Notre-Dame de Paris by Victor Hugo

If a victoria came along and in it a delicate, lonely old gentleman who had a large empty house with deep quiet rooms and a large sunny garden with high walls and wanted someone to be about there singing and happy till he died she would go.
— from Honeycomb: Pilgrimage, Volume 3 by Dorothy M. (Dorothy Miller) Richardson

When I was mortal, this my costive corps Did lap up Figs and Raisons in the Strand , Where sitting I espi'd a lovely Dame, Whose Master wrought with Lingell and with All, And underground he vampied many a Boot, Straight did her love prick forth me, tender sprig: To follow feats of Arms in warlike wise, Through Waltham Desart; where I did perform Many atchievements, and did lay on ground Huge Barbaroso , that insulting Giant, And all his Captives soon set at liberty.
— from Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 06 of 10 by John Fletcher

Accompanied by his natural sons, the Duke of Berwick and the Grand Prior Fitzjames, by Lieutenant-Generals de Rosen and de Maumont, Majors-General de Pusignan and de Lery (or Geraldine), about a hundred officers of all ranks, and 1,200 veterans, James sailed from Brest, with a fleet of 33 vessels, and landed at Kinsale on the 12th day of March ( old style ).
— from A Popular History of Ireland : from the Earliest Period to the Emancipation of the Catholics — Complete by Thomas D'Arcy McGee

She sat about with a dejected look, often gazed in a preoccupied manner, or she stood or walked around slowly.
— from Benign Stupors: A Study of a New Manic-Depressive Reaction Type by August Hoch

Everything is so different, somehow; the very girls themselves have grown a head taller, and look serious, stately, and dignified, like Olympian goddesses, even when they are dancing and playing lawn-tennis.
— from Social Pictorial Satire by George Du Maurier

In general, you must slightly run through little things, and dwell longer on great ones.
— from Trips to the Moon by of Samosata Lucian

At last, as afternoon drew on, a dark line of green edged the prairie to the westward, and our spirits rose.
— from Project Gutenberg Complete Works of Winston Churchill by Winston Churchill