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she wakes me and cries out that she should never sleep more, and so kept raving till past midnight, that made me cry and weep heartily all the
— from The Diary of Samuel Pepys — Complete by Samuel Pepys
As the drum completes three-quarters of a turn, a scraper knife removes the coffee powder, which is delivered to a receiver below the drum.
— from All About Coffee by William H. (William Harrison) Ukers
And as they rode by the way they saw a seemly knight riding against them, and all in white.
— from Le Morte d'Arthur: Volume 1 by Malory, Thomas, Sir
I did not quite like the tone of his voice, but at that moment a smart knock reached our ears, and looking out of the window we perceived the two detectives waiting for us below.
— from The Mysterious Affair at Styles by Agatha Christie
“She is so fine and splendid,” Konstantin repeated, not hearing him; “such a housewife, clever and sensible.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov
Or, they (Vide Rousseau, and Swedenborg) kindly restore the rib, and make one moral being of a man and woman; not forgetting to give her all the "submissive charms."
— from A Vindication of the Rights of Woman With Strictures on Political and Moral Subjects by Mary Wollstonecraft
"It is only because I am tired and have such odious things to think about," she kept repeating; and it seemed an added injustice that petty cares should leave a trace on the beauty which was her only defence against them.
— from The House of Mirth by Edith Wharton
But all the while her thoughts were concerned with the coming distasteful interview, and she kept rehearsing mentally her part in it.
— from Rilla of Ingleside by L. M. (Lucy Maud) Montgomery
Doubtless for a single kiss, redolent of beer and sausages, she would have pressed his trousers.
— from Threads of Grey and Gold by Myrtle Reed
Fancy the sensations of a man fighting his frigate desperately against overwhelming odds, when he sees the outline of a huge “liner,” with English colors at the main, looming dimly through the smoke, close on the enemy’s quarter; or those of the commander of an untenable post when the first bayonets of the relieving force glitter over the crest of the hill, and you will have a fair idea of Harry’s relief as he looked back and saw Keene rapidly gaining on them with his swift, slashing stride.
— from Sword and Gown: A Novel by George A. (George Alfred) Lawrence
In the critical essay "Against Materialism," ( Wider den Materialismus ), for example,—mainly directed against Prof. Harald Höffding,—he bluntly affirms that Professor Höffding's works have produced upon him the impression that the author is a man without the philosophical and scientific knowledge requisite for the solution of the problems he has ventured to approach.
— from The Monist, Vol. 1, 1890-1891 by Various
Here was another stone knitted round my neck to sink me into the pit of perdition.
— from The Heart of Mid-Lothian, Volume 2 by Walter Scott
"And you are so kind," returned the old woman with tears in her eyes.
— from Five Thousand Dollars Reward by A. Frank Pinkerton
And at that time Sir Tristram thought to be at that jousts; and so by adventure they met with Sir Kay, the Seneschal, and Sir Sagramore le Desirous; and Sir Kay required Sir Tristram to joust, and Sir Tristram in a manner refused him, because he would not be hurt nor bruised against the great jousts that should be before the Castle of Maidens, and therefore thought to repose him and to rest him.
— from Le Morte d'Arthur: Volume 1 by Malory, Thomas, Sir
They looked very amiable, and after some kind remarks about the weather Oom Hi cleared his throat and said in a sort of apologetic voice: [179] OOM HI CARRIED A BASIN, AND THE KANGAROO A BOTTLE OF VIMBRIL.
— from Adventures in Wallypug-Land by G. E. (George Edward) Farrow
The ambassadors who had gone into Ætolia, to suppress commotions of a similar kind, reported on their return, that the outrageous temper of that nation could not be restrained.
— from The History of Rome, Books 37 to the End with the Epitomes and Fragments of the Lost Books by Livy
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