Hunter & 4 Horses 1 Corpl & 4 Privates in a Perogue to be Sent back from Plate river Mr. Dueron inteptr for the Sues Capt. Lewis my Self & York in all 46 men July 4th 4 horses & a Dog H2 anchor [Clark, July 4, 1804] July 4th Wednesday ussered in the day by a discharge of one shot from our Bow piece, proceeded on, passed the mouth of a (1) Bayeau lading from a large Lake on the S. S. which has the apperance of being once the bed of the river & reaches parrelel for Several Miles Came to on the L. S. to refresh ourselves &.
— from The Journals of Lewis and Clark, 1804-1806 by William Clark

We have lived enough for others; let us at least live out the small remnant of life for ourselves; let us now call in our thoughts and intentions to ourselves, and to our own ease and repose.
— from Essays of Michel de Montaigne — Complete by Michel de Montaigne

'Once,' said he, 'I dreamed that, being sorely pressed, I came to a large lake, on the shore of which was a canoe, partly out of water, having ten paddles all in readiness.
— from Life on the Mississippi by Mark Twain

There is danger that our humble friend Tom be neglected amid the adventures of the higher born; but, if our readers will accompany us up to a little loft over the stable, they may, perhaps, learn a little of his affairs.
— from Uncle Tom's Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe

It was Tiny, the most gentle and delicate of the tribe, who let in a little light on the subject.
— from A True Friend: A Novel by Adeline Sergeant

“And I went and ordered a cap this morning, to be quite ready,” said she at last, letting out the secret which gave sting to Mrs Jamieson’s intimation.
— from Cranford by Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell

And as the cranes go chanting forth their lays, Making in air a long line of themselves, So saw I coming, uttering lamentations, Shadows borne onward by the aforesaid stress.
— from Divine Comedy, Longfellow's Translation, Hell by Dante Alighieri

I was a little late on the scene, and I felt, as he stood wistfully looking out for me before the door of the inn at which the coach had put him down, that I had seen him, on the instant, without and within, in the great glow of freshness, the same positive fragrance of purity, in which I had, from the first moment, seen his little sister.
— from The Turn of the Screw by Henry James

Dominey found himself watching her, as she deserted him a little later on to stand by Terniloff's side, with a little thrill of tangled emotions.
— from The Great Impersonation by E. Phillips (Edward Phillips) Oppenheim

Still the moon cast a subdued and lingering light over the scene, from which she was shortly destined to be shut out.
— from Traditions of Lancashire, Volume 2 by John Roby

He went a little lower on the slope and laid himself down, leaning on his elbow.
— from Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 20, August 1877 by Various

“Let us have a little light on the subject, as the bloody-minded king said when he dropped a blazing lucifer on the head of a disorderly noble of his,” Steve observed, as they left the surgeon’s.
— from A Blundering Boy: A Humorous Story by Bruce Weston Munro

The ladies had no sooner arrived at the end of Mason-street, when on turning to take a last look of their singular friend they saw the men from the house in Bolton-street all following Williamson into the house they had just left, and as it eventually proved he had set them there and then to work to make the alterations she had suggested and desired.
— from Recollections of Old Liverpool by James Stonehouse

It is a little later on that same Thursday night, into which so much has already been pressed and so much more is yet to come.
— from Quiet Talks on Prayer by S. D. (Samuel Dickey) Gordon

Once more, he prints a long list of the spirits of light which Palladians recommend for evocation, and this list is a haphazard gleaning among the eighty-four genii of the twelve hours given in Lévi’s interpretation of the “Nuctemeron according to Apollonius.”
— from Devil-Worship in France; or, The Question of Lucifer by Arthur Edward Waite

In the 'True Tale of the Cenci,' by T. Adolphus Trollope, there was much that Mr. Cheney dissented from, and he wrote a long letter on the subject, which Reeve in due course forwarded to Trollope.
— from Memoirs of the Life and Correspondence of Henry Reeve, C.B., D.C.L. In Two Volumes. Volume II. by Henry Reeve