when he was again called to the Lord's harvest in Stamford, and many other places: he also preached at London in the convocation house, and before the young king; indeed he lectured twice every Sunday, regardless of his great age (then above sixty-seven years,) and his weakness through a bruise received from the fall of a tree.
— from Fox's Book of Martyrs Or A History of the Lives, Sufferings, and Triumphant Deaths of the Primitive Protestant Martyrs by John Foxe

To Consecrate, is in Scripture, to Offer, Give, or Dedicate, in pious and decent language and gesture, a man, or any other thing to God, by separating of it from common use; that is to say, to Sanctifie, or make it Gods, and to be used only by those, whom God hath appointed to be his Publike Ministers, (as I have already proved at large in the 35.
— from Leviathan by Thomas Hobbes

O, said he, the liberties you have taken with my character in your letters, sets us upon a par, at least in that respect.
— from Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded by Samuel Richardson

The meaner [31] families who have children at these nurseries are obliged, besides their annual pension, which is as low as possible, to return to the steward of the nursery a small monthly share of their gettings, to be a portion [32] for the child; and, therefore, all parents are limited in their expenses by the law.
— from Gulliver's Travels into Several Remote Regions of the World by Jonathan Swift

The meaner families who have children at these nurseries, are obliged, besides their annual pension, which is as low as possible, to return to the steward of the nursery a small monthly share of their gettings, to be a portion for the child; and therefore all parents are limited in their expenses by the law.
— from Gulliver's Travels into Several Remote Nations of the World by Jonathan Swift

But, above all, let him see you again as soon as possible; and, Ludovico, I think it is needless to tell you I shall very anxiously look for you.'
— from The Mysteries of Udolpho by Ann Ward Radcliffe

All the cruel, tormenting, defined devils in Dante—tearing, mangling, choking, stifling, scorching demons—are they one half so fearful to the spirit of a man, as the simple idea of a spirit unembodied following him— Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turn'd round, walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.[1] That the kind of fear here treated of is purely spiritual—that it is strong in proportion as it is objectless upon earth—that it predominates in the period of sinless infancy—are difficulties, the solution of which might afford some probable insight into our antemundane condition, and a peep at least into the shadow-land of pre-existence.
— from The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb — Volume 2 Elia and The Last Essays of Elia by Charles Lamb

Bancroft occasionally reminds the reader that "Russian historians are perhaps a little inclined to magnify the faults of Bering the Dane," and in this instance administers to Sokoloff the following reproof: "So the learner is often apt to grow bold and impudent and despise the teacher.
— from Vitus Bering: the Discoverer of Bering Strait by Peter Lauridsen

For the truth of the matter is they were knights chosen by the kings of France, and called ‘Peers’ because they were all equal in worth, rank and prowess (at least if they were not they ought to have been), and it was a kind of religious order like those of Santiago and Calatrava in the present day, in which it is assumed that those who take it are valiant knights of distinction and good birth; and just as we say now a Knight of St. John, or of Alcantara, they used to say then a Knight of the Twelve Peers, because twelve equals were chosen for that military order.
— from The History of Don Quixote, Volume 1, Complete by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

Tell him I'll call and explain." XVIII ARMSTRONG PROPOSES Armstrong lingered in the entrance to the apartment house where Neva lived, dejection and irritation plain upon his features.
— from Light-Fingered Gentry by David Graham Phillips

Carters, and pedestrians, and labourers in the fields stared in amazement at the chase, and some, with that love of sport inherent in every breast, joined Gebb in his man-hunt.
— from The Lady from Nowhere: A Detective Story by Fergus Hume

In a little narrow corridor, near by, they showed us where many a prisoner, after lying in the dungeons until he was forgotten by all save his persecutors, was brought by masked executioners and garroted, or sewed up in a sack, passed through a little window to a boat, at dead of night, and taken to some remote spot and drowned.
— from The Innocents Abroad — Volume 03 by Mark Twain

Mr. Shaw kept his wife engaged with parish subjects and Pauline appeared lost in thoughts of her own.
— from The S. W. F. Club by Caroline Emilia Jacobs

Two by two, in endless files went the Cuirassiers, who were now crossing the stream, slowly emerging from the darkness on one bank, and passing at last into that on the other.
— from The Downfall (La Débâcle): A Story of the Horrors of War by Émile Zola

But the remedy for it will scarcely be more clear under other circumstances than it is at present, and lies in the disposition of the heart, and not in any propositions which can be addressed to the understanding.
— from Essays in Literature and History by James Anthony Froude

He turned quiet and peaceful and lost 'is taste for beer.
— from The Third String Odd Craft, Part 12. by W. W. (William Wymark) Jacobs

Its mission done, the holy Day recedes, Borne Heavenward in its car, with fiery steeds, Leaving behind a lingering flush of light, Its mantle fallen at the feet of Night; The flocks are penned, the earth is growing dim; The moon comes rounding up the welkin's rim, Glowing through thinnest mist, an argent shell, Washed up the sky from Night's profoundest cell; One after one the stars begin to shine In drifted beds, like pearls through shallow brine; And lo! through clouds that part before the chase Of silent winds—a belt of milky white, The Galaxy, a crested surge of light, A reef of worlds along the sea of Space: I hear my sweet musicians far withdrawn, Below my wreathéd lattice, on the lawn, With harp, and lute, and lyre, And passionate voices full of tears and fire; And envious nightingales with rich disdain Filling the pauses of the languid strain; My soul is tranced and bound, Drifting along the magic sea of sound, Driving in a barque of bliss from deep to deep, And piloted at last into the ports of Sleep!
— from The International Monthly, Volume 2, No. 4, March, 1851 by Various

I bought her some fine studies, lay figures, heads in marble and plaster; and lavished, in this way, the small surplus fund which had heretofore accrued from my professional industry, and that personal frugality with which it was accompanied.
— from Confession; Or, The Blind Heart. A Domestic Story by William Gilmore Simms

Then how delicious are the sun-warmed Apricots and Peaches, and, later in the year, the Jargonelle Pears, always best eaten straight from the tree; and the ripe Mulberries of September.
— from Colour in the flower garden by Gertrude Jekyll