Qui cuneus ut pulsus aequavit frontem primum, dein cedendo etiam sinum in medio dedit, Afri circa iam cornua fecerant irruentibusque incaute in medium Romanis circumdedere 15 alas; mox cornua extendendo clausere et ab tergo hostis.
— from Helps to Latin Translation at Sight by Edmund Luce

attitude , f. , position du corps; manifestation extérieure de ses intentions.
— from French Conversation and Composition by Harry Vincent Wann

Round this lake lies a fertile plain, deservedly called the granary of the country.—According to elevation there are several zones Page 16
— from The New Gresham Encyclopedia. A to Amide Vol. 1 Part 1 by Various

cum perfrixerit rursus accenditur Hoc secundo ac tertio fiet ac tum demum remotum a foco postridie despumatur cum piperis unciis iiii.
— from Cookery and Dining in Imperial Rome by Apicius

When they had advanced a few paces, Dom Claude placed his back against a pillar, and gazed intently at Gringoire.
— from Notre-Dame de Paris by Victor Hugo

Il a fait partie des comités de rédaction de Computational Linguistics et du Journal of the Society of Natural Language Processing of Japan.
— from Entretiens / Interviews / Entrevistas by Marie Lebert

Chaminade's compositions are so popular in this country yet so little is known about her personally, that I have secured a few personal data concerning her from my friend, Mr. Percy Mitchell, who is attached to the staff of an American paper in Paris.
— from The Pianolist: A Guide for Pianola Players by Gustav Kobbé

But I've heard of it.' 'Bob and I heard it in Manchester last week, and we thought it 'ud be a bit of a lark to buy the arrangement for pianoforte duet.' 'Come and listen to it,' said Mr Brindley.
— from The Grim Smile of the Five Towns by Arnold Bennett

“The lion bounded forward, and at a few paces’ distance confronted the intrepid hunter, who now stood defenceless—his ‘roer’ (smooth-bore gun for big game) empty, his horse fled; but he showed no sign of fear.
— from The War of the Axe; Or, Adventures in South Africa by J. Percy (John Percy) Groves

The men were extended to about four paces, D Company on the right, A on the left.
— from The Sherwood Foresters in the Great War 1914 - 1919 History of the 1/8th Battalion by W. C. C. Weetman

To oppose this gigantic force there were a few poor defeated corps of Spaniards, widely separated from each other, and flying already before mere detachments: Seville, whose local junta had once more assumed the nominal sovereignty, and guarded in front by a feeble corps in the Sierra Morena; Valencia, without a regular garrison; Zaragossa, closely invested, and resisting once more with heroic determination; and the British army under Sir John Moore.
— from The History of Napoleon Buonaparte by J. G. (John Gibson) Lockhart

Nous avions fait peu de chemin, quand nous vimes venir à nous deux Arabes armés à leur manière et montés sur de superbes chevaux.
— from The Principal Navigations, Voyages, Traffiques and Discoveries of the English Nation — Volume 10 Asia, Part III by Richard Hakluyt

Our avalanchian descent subjugated Italy; frightened the Englishmen to Alexandria, where, in the absence of a well-organized force, they managed to triumph; scared the Pope so thoroughly that he was willing to sign anything I wished; and, best of all, after a few petty delays, convinced the French people that I was too big a man for a mere consulship.
— from Mr. Bonaparte of Corsica by John Kendrick Bangs

Subsequently, Talma, the tragedian, was so profoundly impressed with the story that he commenced a subscription to erect a magnificent tomb to the memory of Narcissa; but as the days of bigotry in matters of sepulture had nearly passed away, it was thought better to erect a simple monument, inscribed, as we learn from "Murray's Handbook," with the words: "Placandis Narcissae manibus," the "Handbook" adding, "She was buried here at a time when the atrocious laws which accompanied the Revocation of Nantes, backed by the superstition of a fanatic populace, denied Christian burial to Protestants.
— from The Catholic World, Vol. 01, April to September, 1865 A Monthly Eclectic Magazine by Various

It had grown darker; the moon was hidden behind a heavy mass of cloud that was rolling up from the west; from the sea, which was but a few paces distant, came a hollow roaring and plashing of the waves breaking on the beach; a few drops of rain drove into my face.
— from Hammer and Anvil: A Novel by Friedrich Spielhagen