Himself a shade, Virgil cannot, like Dante, promise to refresh the memory of the shades on earth, and can only wish for them some slight alleviation of their suffering.
— from The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri: The Inferno by Dante Alighieri

He to his lodgings and I by promise to Sir W. Batten’s, where he and my lady have gone out of town, and so Mrs. Martha was at home alone, and Mrs. Moore and there I supped upon some good things left of yesterday’s dinner there, where dined a great deal of company—Sir R. Browne and others—and by and by comes in Captain Cox who promised to be here with me, but he staid very late, and had been drinking somewhere and was very drunk, and so very capricious, which I was troubled to see in a man that I took for a very wise and wary man.
— from The Diary of Samuel Pepys — Complete by Samuel Pepys

he said, in a soft voice, clambering on to his father’s knee and giving him a rapid kiss on his neck.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

this was a better answer than any supernatural voice could have given her; a more helpful sign than any phantom face or hand; a surer confirmation of her hope than subtle argument or sacred promise: for it brought back the memory of the living, loving man so vividly, so tenderly, that Christie felt as if the barrier was down, and welcomed a new sense of David's nearness with the softest tears that had flowed since she closed the serene eyes whose last look had been for her.
— from Work: A Story of Experience by Louisa May Alcott

I sent for some wine from the cellar of our landlord, and some very cheap wine from a wine-merchant.
— from Emile by Jean-Jacques Rousseau

He called out in a strong voice, “Cornelius!
— from Lord Jim by Joseph Conrad

"In the midst of the finale there was a break, and a sobbing voice cried: 'I cannot play any more.
— from Pushing to the Front by Orison Swett Marden

“The comfort and luxury of such an apartment, especially at a seashore villa, can hardly be imagined.
— from Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World by Mark Twain

At noon I to dinner at Trinity House, and thence to Gresham College, where Mr. Hooke read a second very curious lecture about the late Comett; among other things proving very probably that this is the very same Comett that appeared before in the year 1618, and that in such a time probably it will appear again, which is a very new opinion; but all will be in print.
— from The Diary of Samuel Pepys — Complete by Samuel Pepys

Yet while he stood, and knew not what to do With yearning, a strange thrill of hope there came, A shaft of new desire now pierced him through, And therewithal a soft voice called his name,
— from The Classic Myths in English Literature and in Art (2nd ed.) (1911) Based Originally on Bulfinch's "Age of Fable" (1855) by Thomas Bulfinch

They were natives of Uruguay, but by parentage were Indians of the Pampas, which also showed very clearly in their countenances.
— from Blanco y Colorado: Old Days among the Gauchos of Uruguay by William C. Tetley

a strange voice called, 'is you below?'
— from The Adventures of Billy Topsail by Norman Duncan

In this frame of mind he entered Holebourne, a small village consisting of a little street, an inn, and a church.
— from The Skipper's Wooing, and The Brown Man's Servant by W. W. (William Wymark) Jacobs

Since morning he had been toiling through the Sahara of the city's noise: arid, senseless, inhospitable noise: roaring of wheels, clanging of bells, shrieking of whistles, clatter of machinery, squawking of horns, raucous and strident voices: confused, bewildering, exhausting noise, a desolate and unfriendly desert of heard ugliness.
— from The Unknown Quantity: A Book of Romance and Some Half-Told Tales by Henry Van Dyke

638-643; see KeimJK VI. 274-383, for a still valid criticism of the position of RévilleJN II.
— from The Life of Jesus of Nazareth: A Study by Rush Rhees

He propped up the tree, and gently bound up the broken limbs; then as he turned to go, he heard a soft voice calling him.
— from Stories of Old Greece and Rome by Emilie K. (Emilie Kip) Baker