After the departure of the Goths, and the separation of the allied army, Attila was surprised at the vast silence that reigned over the plains of Châlons: the suspicion of some hostile stratagem detained him several days within the circle of his wagons, and his retreat beyond the Rhine confessed the last victory which was achieved in the name of the Western empire.
— from The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire Table of Contents with links in the HTML file to the two Project Gutenberg editions (12 volumes) by Edward Gibbon

ard in America, and the victorious Sun rose upon a New World of free and equal men.
— from Demonology and Devil-lore by Moncure Daniel Conway

Hunching up his shoulders and stretching his fingers wide apart, Korostelev played some chords and began singing in a tenor voice, “Show me the abode where the Russian peasant would not groan,” while Dymov sighed once more, propped his head on his fist, and sank into thought.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

How long in his damp trance young Juan lay He knew not, for the earth was gone for him, And Time had nothing more of night nor day For his congealing blood, and senses dim; And how this heavy faintness pass'd away He knew not, till each painful pulse and limb, And tingling vein, seem'd throbbing back to life, For Death, though vanquish'd, still retired with strife.
— from Don Juan by Byron, George Gordon Byron, Baron

And the very same day, in the evening I beat my father.
— from The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Again and again, if we commit the error of supposing that Nietzsche believed in a truth that was absolute, we shall find throughout his works reasons for charging him with apparently the very same crimes that he here lays at the door of Christianity.
— from The Twilight of the Idols; or, How to Philosophize with the Hammer. The Antichrist Complete Works, Volume Sixteen by Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

The French also wore; and their van ships, being now to windward, stood down between their crippled ships and the enemy's line (C).
— from The Influence of Sea Power Upon History, 1660-1783 by A. T. (Alfred Thayer) Mahan

Dear soul, be strong; Mercy will come ere long, And bring her bosom full of blessings, Flowers of never-fading graces, To make immortal dressings For worthy souls, whose wise embraces Store up themselves for Him who is alone The Spouse of virgins, and the Virgin’s Son.
— from The Flower of the Mind by Alice Meynell

After the victory, Saul is represented as not knowing who David was, and as sending Abner to find out where he comes from.
— from The Life of David: As Reflected in His Psalms by Alexander Maclaren

The railroad acts of Congress and the various States ask nothing of common carriers but just and equitable treatment for all their patrons.
— from The Railroad Question A historical and practical treatise on railroads, and remedies for their abuses by William Larrabee

The inmates of the carriage never saw the bridge as the vehicle swayed from side to side in the blue-flamed lightning flashes.
— from The Midnight Passenger : A Novel by Richard Savage

Standing where they were on the bridge, they could look along the village street.
— from Ravenshoe by Henry Kingsley

He thought of Melitta, how often she had probably come down this way, hanging on the arm of "her brother," and stopping no doubt frequently at this very spot, whose picturesque beauty could not have escaped her attention.
— from Through Night to Light: A Novel by Friedrich Spielhagen

Although the visible Shekinah is no longer in Palestine, the invisible and spiritual presence is with every born Israelite of pure heart and deed; and Palestine is the fittest land for this communion, being conducive to purity of heart and mind.
— from A History of Mediaeval Jewish Philosophy by Isaac Husik

Passing from Erie to the last-mentioned lake the descent is not gradual, but one finds a gently rolling plain with almost no slope for nineteen miles until almost at the very shore of Lake Ontario, where almost unexpectedly one comes upon a high precipice from which a magnificent view of the lower lake may be gained, only a narrow strip of beach intervening.
— from The Niagara River by Archer Butler Hulbert