X. Your parents and relations love Let them your duty ever prove; And you'll be bless'd by Heav'n above, As will, I hope, poor PAMELA.
— from Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded by Samuel Richardson

Milady, reclining in an armchair near the chimney, beautiful, pale, and resigned, looked like a holy virgin awaiting martyrdom.
— from The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas

SYN: Profound, subterranean, submerged, designing, abstruse, recondite, learned, low, sagacious, penetrating, thick, obscure, mysterious, occult, Intense, heartfelt.
— from A Complete Dictionary of Synonyms and Antonyms or, Synonyms and Words of Opposite Meaning by Samuel Fallows

Reading Selection [Illustration: Roman weapons and armor Caption: ARMA ROMANA] LESSON LV IRREGULAR COMPARISON OF ADJECTIVES ( Continued ) 311.
— from Latin for Beginners by Benjamin L. (Benjamin Leonard) D'Ooge

Whirling round and round, laughing like a child, she reached the little headland that ran out to the east of the cove; then she stopped suddenly, blushing crimson; she was not alone; there had been a witness to her dance and laughter.
— from Anne's House of Dreams by L. M. (Lucy Maud) Montgomery

Allí reciben la lana consignatarios o comisionistas, quienes, de acuerdo con sus clientes, procuran obtener por ellas el precio más alto.
— from Heath's Modern Language Series: The Spanish American Reader by Ernesto Nelson

“Really, my dear Albert,” replied Lucien, lighting a manilla at a rose-colored taper that burnt in a beautifully enamelled stand—“how happy you are to have nothing to do.
— from The Count of Monte Cristo, Illustrated by Alexandre Dumas

To begin: there’s Aries, or the Ram—lecherous dog, he begets us; then, Taurus, or the Bull—he bumps us the first thing; then Gemini, or the Twins—that is, Virtue and Vice; we try to reach Virtue, when lo! comes Cancer the Crab, and drags us back; and here, going from Virtue, Leo, a roaring Lion, lies in the path—he gives a few fierce bites and surly dabs with his paw; we escape, and hail Virgo, the Virgin!
— from Moby Dick; Or, The Whale by Herman Melville

This was all wretched for a stranger like myself to hear and see; and I was right glad when Alan returned, looking like himself in his fine French clothes, though (to be sure) they were now grown almost too battered and withered to deserve the name of fine.
— from Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson

“Yes, that's human nature, all right,” laughed Lucas.
— from Bar-20 Days by Clarence Edward Mulford

" "Is she working all right, Lieutenant Larson?" "Yes, pretty well.
— from Dick Hamilton's Airship; Or, A Young Millionaire in the Clouds by Howard Roger Garis

I forget, but it was not far from Porta Pia; and from thence, in the red sunset, you saw St. Peter’s; and I see the view of the whole city from the Janiculum … more memories here, and older ones from Macaulay … and the Palatine by moonlight; the moon streaming on all the thousand fragments, and the few large plinths of the Forum; and Vernon Lee saying that moonlight on the Palatine sounded like a stage direction in a play of Shelley’s; and I see the marbles coloured like some pale seaweed in Santa Maria in Cosmedìn, and the peep at St. Peter’s, through the keyhole of one of the College gardens, and the fountains in the moonlight, on the top of the hill, as you drive from the station, and the fountain of Trevi into which I threw a penny, wishing that I might come back to Rome, one day, but not as a diplomat; and the Milanese shops in the Corso, and the vast cool spaces of St. Peter’s, on a hot day, when you swung back the heavy curtain; and the courtyard in Brewster’s Palace; and then the heat; the great heat when the shutters were shut, and one stayed indoors all day; and the arrival of an Indian Prince, whom we met in frock-coats, at six in the morning, at the railway station, and who turned out not to be a Prince at all, but a man of inferior caste, and who drank far too much whisky, and far too little soda, in the Embassy garden, and [260] became painfully loud and familiar; and at a little tea-party in my rooms, with Brewster and someone else; a Roman lady, looking like a Renaissance picture, regal, stately, in a white fur and tippet; a lady with hosts of adorers, who, when she saw a book on the Burmese or Buddhism, on my table, called The Hearts of Men , said with a smile: “That is a subject, I think, I know something about”; and the Roman women, no less majestic, but more vociferous, in the Trastevere, or kneeling with the grace of sculpture before the Pietà in St. Peter’s.
— from The Puppet Show of Memory by Maurice Baring

Every costermonger in Whitechapel will wear genuine Koh-i-noors for buttons on his coat; every girl in Bermondsey will sport a rivière like Lady Vandrift's to her favourite music-hall.
— from An African Millionaire: Episodes in the Life of the Illustrious Colonel Clay by Grant Allen

Sings the fool in "Lear:"— "The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long, That it had its head bit off by it young." Last season I saw a cow-bunting fully grown following a "chippie" sparrow about, clamoring for food, and really looking large enough to bite off and swallow the head of its parent, and apparently hungry enough to do it.
— from Riverby by John Burroughs

To change the figure, He trickles to us like a brook instead of bathing us round and round like light or air.
— from The Conquest of Fear by Basil King

In reclaiming and reoccupying lands laid waste by human improvidence or malice, and abandoned by man, or occupied only by a nomade or thinly scattered population, the task of the pioneer settler is of a very different character.
— from Man and Nature; Or, Physical Geography as Modified by Human Action by George P. (George Perkins) Marsh

"Surely yes, in honour and renown; little less than the son of Darius himself."
— from Pausanias, the Spartan; The Haunted and the Haunters An Unfinished Historical Romance by Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron

As we have seen, Old Testament piety had at the beginning almost no recognised expression save in connection with sacrifice, and the Exile first trained the people to faithfulness to God without it, sowing the seed of a religious life largely separate from the sacrificial ritual.
— from The Expositor's Bible: The Book of Deuteronomy by Andrew Harper