On the other hand, living Patriotism, and Saint-Antoine, which we have seen noisily closing its shops and such like, assembles now 'to the number of forty thousand;'
— from The French Revolution: A History by Thomas Carlyle

And more over, if we but consider the occasions upon which they usually ground the cause of our diseases, they are so light and nice, that I thence conclude a very little error in the dispensation of their drugs may do a great deal of mischief.
— from Essays of Michel de Montaigne — Complete by Michel de Montaigne

Sometimes it was dark and sometimes light, and now they were very cold and again too warm.
— from Peter Pan by J. M. (James Matthew) Barrie

Miriam stood on a hillock and gazed at the scene which looked as though something must happen to it under the concentration of the eye behind the glass, but she saw nothing more than the familiar things: the white road cutting the moor, Brent Farm lying placidly against the gentle hillside, the chimneys of Halkett's Farm rising amid trees, and her own home in its walled garden, and, as she looked, a new thought came to her.
— from Moor Fires by E. H. (Emily Hilda) Young

It may further be said that as the sabre is still supplied to our soldiers, though rarely used for anything more dangerous than a military salute, whereas no one except a French journalist has probably ever seen, what I may be allowed to call, a foil for active service, the science of single-stick has some claim to practical utility even in the nineteenth century, the only sound objection to single-stick being that the sticks used are so light as not to properly represent the sabre.
— from Broad-Sword and Single-Stick With Chapters on Quarter-Staff, Bayonet, Cudgel, Shillalah, Walking-Stick, Umbrella and Other Weapons of Self-Defence by Headley, Rowland George Allanson-Winn, Baron

The Condor, frowning from a southern plain, Borne on a standard, leads a numerous train: Clench'd in his talons hangs an infant dead, His long bill pointing where the sachems tread, His wings, tho lifeless, frighten still the wind, And his broad tail o'ershades the file behind.
— from The Columbiad: A Poem by Joel Barlow

Borne on a standard, leads a numerous train: Book III.
— from The Columbiad: A Poem by Joel Barlow

Then, shivering with cold and his sense of evil, he would creep down into a lower passage and stand listening again; now the voices of the house were deafening, rising on every side of him, like the running of little streams suddenly heard on the turning of the corner of a hill.
— from The Golden Scarecrow by Hugh Walpole

It was called "a sunny land," and, notwithstanding the infertility of its soil, it was full of picturesque beauty.
— from Mosaics of Grecian History by Robert Pierpont Wilson

Hardly a man, be he never so swift, could cross that little lane from one quarter of the Residency to another, so long as daylight lasted and so long as Nebo the Nailer stood behind the shutters of Johannes's house.
— from The Broken Road by A. E. W. (Alfred Edward Woodley) Mason

And when the dancing lesson was over she would try a singing lesson; and now the child was on Judith's shoulder, and had hold of her bonny sun-brown curls.
— from Judith Shakespeare: Her love affairs and other adventures by William Black

Indeed the paths are so low and narrow that it is very difficult to bring a horse into such a village.
— from The Golden Bough: A Study in Magic and Religion (Third Edition, Vol. 06 of 12) by James George Frazer