How beautiful, then, art thou, O Religion, supernal daughter of the Deity!
— from Know the Truth: A Critique on the Hamiltonian Theory of Limitation Including Some Strictures Upon the Theories of Rev. Henry L. Mansel and Mr. Herbert Spencer by Jesse Henry Jones

[ This "golden vine," or "garden," seen by Strabo at Rome, has its inscription here as if it were the gift of Alexander, the father of Aristobulus, and not of Aristobulus himself, to whom yet Josephus ascribes it; and in order to prove the truth of that part of his history, introduces this testimony of Strabo; so that the ordinary copies seem to be here either erroneous or defective, and the original reading seems to have been either Aristobulus, instead of Alexander, with one Greek copy, or else "Aristobulus the son of Alexander," with the Latin copies; which last seems to me the most probable.
— from Antiquities of the Jews by Flavius Josephus

The gorges grew narrower, and at times overhanging rocks shut out the sunlight almost entirely.
— from Baron Trump's Marvellous Underground Journey by Ingersoll Lockwood

For he told them that on that occasion they would overcome, not merely the viceroys of Darius, nor the cavalry drawn up at the Granicus, nor the 20,000 Grecian mercenaries, but would overcome all the available forces of the Persians and Medes, as well as all the other races subject to them dwelling in Asia, and the Great King present in person.
— from The Anabasis of Alexander or, The History of the Wars and Conquests of Alexander the Great by Arrian

It was imitated, sometimes with great skill and beauty, by many of the earlier writers of English prose; but its effect is better seen in poetry, as in the following passage:— “High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormuz and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat.”
— from Helps to Latin Translation at Sight by Edmund Luce

A new bridle of shining leather with buckles of polished brass was on his back; two white camellias were tied to his ears; ribbons and tassels of red silk adorned his mane, which was divided into many curls.
— from The Adventures of Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi

The poem was written in the garden at the Old Rectory, Somersby; an autumn scene there which it faithfully describes.
— from The Early Poems of Alfred Lord Tennyson by Tennyson, Alfred Tennyson, Baron

This I have been an eyewitness of, that in public confusions, men astonished at their fortune, have abandoned their own reason, superstitiously to seek out in the stars the ancient causes and menaces of the present mishaps, and in my time have been so strangely successful in it, as to make me believe that this being an amusement of sharp and volatile wits, those who have been versed in this knack of unfolding and untying riddles, are capable, in any sort of writing, to find out what they desire.
— from Essays of Michel de Montaigne — Complete by Michel de Montaigne

A glance sufficed for the rest of the books, most of them being pious works, Latin and French Bibles, an Imitation of Christ , Görres' Mystik in five volumes, the abbé Aubert's History and theory of religious symbolism , Pluquet's Dic Page 35 tionary of heresies , and several lives of saints.
— from Là-bas by J.-K. (Joris-Karl) Huysmans

On the days when there chanced to be an east wind and Aunt Sarah felt a twinge of rheumatism, she was inclined to rail against Fate for making her a dependent upon the “gals’ charity,” as she called it.
— from The Corner House Girls How they moved to Milton, what they found, and what they did by Grace Brooks Hill

With a thrill of rapture she beheld him, her aroused soul flashed from her eyes and love was born, and [Pg 27] she ran toward him through the flowers, pausing on the river's brink to rest, for weariness had touched her limbs.
— from Fair to Look Upon by Mary Belle Freeley

The Court of Lisbon, on their part, proposed Princess Juana, and in this sense the great widowed Queen of Portugal, Doña Catalina, wrote to D. Philip, with whom her opinion had much weight, as being grandmother of Prince Carlos and the only remaining sister of the Emperor, and a lady of such great virtues and talents.
— from The Story of Don John of Austria by Luis Coloma

The boon of freedom to my weary soul Hath come at last; the hour of calm release, When all the restless storms of life may cease, And time's dark billows, as they onward roll, Shall sweep above my silent grave in peace.
— from The Knickerbocker, Vol. 10, No. 4, October 1837 by Various

"— Id. "The Grammarian Varro, 'the most learned of the Romans,' wrote three books when he was eighty years old."— Id. "John Despauter, the great Grammarian of Flanders, whose works are still valued, died in 1520."— Id. "Nero, the Emperor and Tyrant of Rome, slew himself to avoid a worse death.
— from The Grammar of English Grammars by Goold Brown

And Nature, with her utter lack of sentiment, is after all the only real soother of anguished nerves.
— from Over Prairie Trails by Frederick Philip Grove

Dost thou think I'll grace thee with that robbery, thy stol'n name Coriolanus, in Corioli?— You lords and heads o' the state, perfidiously He has betray'd your business, and given up, For certain drops of salt, your city Rome,— I say your city,—to his wife and mother; Breaking his oath and resolution, like A twist of rotten silk; never admitting Counsel o' the war; but at his nurse's tears He whin'd and roar'd away your victory; That pages blush'd at him, and men of heart Look'd wondering each at others.
— from The Tragedy of Coriolanus by William Shakespeare

Yes, it was a cruel blow to Lord Selbie, or so it seemed; but it all turned out right, seeing that there wasn't a heir born to cut him out.
— from Nell, of Shorne Mills; or, One Heart's Burden by Charles Garvice