His glowing eyes strove to meet her glance, but she seemed utterly unapproachable as she stood beside him like a slender white lily, with her small head averted and her blue eyes looking out into the distance as far away from him as was the heaven of which he dreamed.
— from A Sheaf of Bluebells by Orczy, Emmuska Orczy, Baroness

Jean-sans-terre's brown eyes looked odd in their expression of mingled fun and sadness; he was trying to feel sorry and ashamed, as he knew he ought, but penitence was so very difficult to him.
— from Holiday Tales by Florence Wilford

"Pray who was she?" "My mare, for sure—my pretty mare as 'adn't 'er ekal for speed nor wind—my mare as they Bow Street dogs shot an' left to bleed 'er life out in the mud an' be damned to 'em."
— from Peregrine's Progress by Jeffery Farnol

This sentence will be explained later on in the present Commentary.
— from The Secret Doctrine, Vol. 1 of 4 by H. P. (Helena Petrovna) Blavatsky

Already had the outdoor life of scouts wrought a remarkable change in several who had been hitherto inclined to be either lazy, or indifferent to their muscular development.
— from The Boy Scouts on the Trail; or, Scouting through the Big Game Country by Carter, Herbert, active 1909-1917

But whatever it may lead to, it certainly does not lead to that conclusion, and has never led any human being, either legitimately or illegitimately, to that conclusion.
— from Theism; being the Baird Lecture of 1876 by Robert Flint

Beau Edgeworth lives only in the record of Steele, in the 246th number of the Tatler , as a “very handsome youth who frequented the coffeehouses about Charing-Cross, and wore a very pretty ribbon with a cross of jewels on his breast.”
— from Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Volume 55, No. 344, June, 1844 by Various