The sheep ran huddling together against the hurdles, blowing out thin nostrils and stamping with delicate fore-feet, their heads thrown back and a light steam rising from the crowded sheep-pen into the frosty air, as the two animals hastened by in high spirits, with much chatter and laughter.
— from The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame

Between two and three in the morning the moon rose; and I then, putting my basket aboard a little skiff, sailed out about four miles from the shore.
— from Frankenstein; Or, The Modern Prometheus by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

Great piles of chimneys rose up here and there behind the pointed gables, and seemed as if they were so broken down by age and long service that they must have fallen but for the straggling ivy which, crawling up the walls and trailing even over the roof, wound itself about them and supported them.
— from Lady Audley's Secret by M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon

From the principle, thus determined, of the causality of the Original Being we must not think Him merely as Intelligence and as legislative for nature, but also as legislating supremely in a moral kingdom of purposes.
— from Kant's Critique of Judgement by Immanuel Kant

So after I had eat still some more fruit I took leave of her in the garden plucking apricots for preserving, and went away and so by water home, and there Mr. Moore coming and telling me that my Lady goes into the country to-morrow, I carried my wife by coach to take her leave of her father, I staying in Westminster Hall, she going away also this week, and thence to my Lady’s, where we staid and supped with her, but found that my Lady was truly angry and discontented with us for our neglecting to see her as we used to do, but after a little she was pleased as she was used to be, at which we were glad.
— from The Diary of Samuel Pepys — Complete by Samuel Pepys

When I was in the islands nearly a generation ago, I was acquainted with a young American couple who had among their belongings an attractive little son of the age of seven—attractive but not practicably companionable with me, because he knew no English.
— from Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World by Mark Twain

But these convicts quarrelled and fought among themselves so fiercely that when at last a ship from Normandy came to take them away, there were only twelve left—twelve shaggy men with long tangled hair and beards; and, a legend says, in addition a Franciscan monk who had been landed on the island with them as a kind of missionary or chaplain, and who had been so heartbroken at their bloody quarrels and horrible deeds that when the Norman ship arrived to take the castaways back to France, the Franciscan refused to go with them, believing himself to be dying and wishing to end his life undisturbed.
— from Pioneers in Canada by Harry Johnston

In a flash they were chug-chugging in [167] haste after another whale—which eluded them at once, with no more fuss than the first had made: no blowing and frantic splashing; just a lifting of the back and a languid swing of the tail.
— from The Adventures of Billy Topsail by Norman Duncan

It had no title; but after a little search he found some engravings.
— from Henry of Ofterdingen: A Romance. by Novalis

It stopped at Pole, Samuel Bolton; and a lurking smile was on the merchant's face as he read the name: a smile of curious meaning, neither fresh nor sad; the meditative smile of one who looks upon an afflicted creature from whom he is aloof.
— from Sandra Belloni — Volume 3 by George Meredith

I was of course familiar with the benumbed and almost lethargic sensation of extreme cold....
— from The Sea: Its Stirring Story of Adventure, Peril, & Heroism. Volume 3 by Frederick Whymper

But to set against that, you shall have the best dinner in Wales every day—fresh trout, Welsh mutton, as much bitter ale as you can drink; a bedroom and a little sitting-room joining it all for your own self, and the most beautiful look-out from the window that I have ever seen.
— from The Life of Froude by Herbert W. (Herbert Woodfield) Paul

"I am used to being alone at Langton," she answered simply.
— from A Blot on the Scutcheon by Mabel Winifred Knowles

Property seemed to have been added and lost successively during the reign of the kings.
— from Public Lands and Agrarian Laws of the Roman Republic by Andrew Stephenson