He'd as soon you set a bull-dog on him as a clergyman.
— from Pygmalion by Bernard Shaw

it is true that the hue of the waters of this turbulent and troubled stream but illy comport with the pure celestial virtues and amiable qualifications of that lovely fair one; but on the other hand it is a noble river; one destined to become in my opinion an object of contention between the two great powers of America and Great Britin with rispect to the adjustment of the North westwardly boundary of the former; and that it will become one of the most interesting brances of the Missouri in a commercial point of view, I have but little doubt, as it abounds with anamals of the fur kind, and most probably furnishes a safe and direct communication to that productive country of valuable furs exclusively enjoyed at present by the subjects of his Britanic Majesty; in adition to which it passes through a rich fertile and one of the most beatifully picteresque countries that I ever beheld, through the wide expance of which, innumerable herds of living anamals are seen, it's borders garnished with one continued garden of roses, while it's lofty and open forrests, are the habitation of miriads of the feathered tribes who salute the ear of the passing traveler with their wild and simple, yet sweet and cheerfull melody.—I arrived at camp about 5 OClock in the evening much fatiegued, where I found Capt. Clark and the ballance of the party waiting our return with some anxiety for our safety having been absent near two days longer than we had engaged to return.
— from The Journals of Lewis and Clark, 1804-1806 by William Clark

" The assistant flew into a rage and shouted: "You speak to me again!
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

And so, you see, when I began to suspect you, I thought of this poor chap’s way of doing it at once.”
— from The Innocence of Father Brown by G. K. (Gilbert Keith) Chesterton

“That’s all very fine, but you must make some allowance for the abbe’s grief and rage at seeing you sleep with her.”
— from The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, 1725-1798. Complete by Giacomo Casanova

Is it possible, on such a sudden, you should fall into so strong a liking with old Sir Rowland's youngest son?
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

“If you give me paper and ink, I will write at once to a doctor who is a friend of mine to come and see you,” she said, flushing red.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

“Did Miss Avery send you?” said Margaret, rather sharply.
— from Howards End by E. M. (Edward Morgan) Forster

And so you see, sir, as all this happened just when we was packing your few traps and your Mis'ess's night-rail and dressing things into the cart, why, it belated me.
— from Tess of the d'Urbervilles: A Pure Woman by Thomas Hardy

If you would learn of all these things, 'tis easy done: just mount upon my back and hold me tight lest you be lost, and so you shall come rejoicing to my house.
— from Hesiod, the Homeric Hymns, and Homerica by Hesiod

"It is rather a rotten trick," broke in Tollemache, "just a bit of Spanish roguery— Well, I'm sorry, Christobal, but I can't regard you as quite a Spaniard, you see."
— from The Captain of the Kansas by Louis Tracy

“At the Wrenville Poorhouse.” “How long ago?” “About six years since.”
— from Paul Prescott's Charge by Alger, Horatio, Jr.

And so you see the story remains in a mystery.
— from The History of Pendennis by William Makepeace Thackeray

It is now about sixteen years since a charter was first obtained and yet the first blow is not struck.
— from The Story of the Rome, Watertown, and Ogdensburg Railroad by Edward Hungerford

'Tis true, I might have married your portion, as other men of parts of the town do sometimes; and so, your servant.
— from William Wycherley [Four Plays] by William Wycherley

‘Ah, so you said at Honoor; yet who exposed himself more, or fought better, nay hand to hand with some of the natives, than yourself?
— from Tippoo Sultaun: A tale of the Mysore war by Meadows Taylor

I remain, dear Baron von Bulow, Most respectfully and sincerely yours, (Sgd.)
— from Autobiography of Andrew Dickson White — Volume 2 by Andrew Dickson White

Once you have lost a child, you never again feel any confidence that the rest are safe; you seem to know they are going to die if they but catch a cold or scratch a finger, and that they will have no chance at all if you let them out of your sight.
— from Materfamilias by Ada Cambridge

“Come forward, brother, and show yourself,” said Antonio to me; “you are amongst friends.
— from The Bible in Spain, Vol. 1 [of 2] Or, the Journeys, Adventures, and Imprisonments of an Englishman in an Attempt to Circulate the Scriptures in the Peninsula by George Borrow