"But I never do, in such society.
— from Sea and Shore A Sequel to "Miriam's Memoirs" by Catherine A. (Catherine Ann) Warfield
Kościuszko's character held in marked measure that most engaging quality of his nation, what we may term the Polish sweetness but it never degenerated into softness.
— from Kościuszko A Biography by Monica M. (Monica Mary) Gardner
Very soon he offered me his hand through life, but I never dreamed I should take it.
— from Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli, Volume II by Margaret Fuller
Poor fellow, he has (very undeservedly) lost by it; nor do I see that it is likely ever to reimburse him the charge of printing, etc.
— from The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb — Volume 5 The Letters of Charles and Mary Lamb, 1796-1820 by Charles Lamb
‘Oh, they can bear it, no doubt,’ I said, impatient of Sir Thomas’s old-fashioned ways.
— from Neighbours on the Green by Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant
We passed through many villages on our way, but in none did I see more hideous misery than at Sarinet.
— from The Little Old Portrait by Mrs. Molesworth
It abounds in bombast, but is not deficient in specimens of the sublime and of the tender.
— from The Dramatic Works of John Dryden, Volume 1 With a Life of the Author by Walter Scott
She would have been in no danger, if she had behaved but with the ordinary resolution of a man; and the accident led me to reflect on the ill education to which women are subjected.
— from The Adventures of Hugh Trevor by Thomas Holcroft
“Yes, I believe it now, darling,” I said.
— from Whoso Findeth a Wife by William Le Queux
Mr. Wakefield adds, however, for the satisfaction of the picturesque tourist, that although it is a general complaint that the views of Killarney have been destroyed by those sweeping falls of timber, yet he only acknowledges them to be "injured, no doubt, in some small degree; but the views here are still almost unrivalled, particularly in regard to that species of beauty which arises from mountain scenery of the most magnificent kind, and which the hand of man has not the power to alter.
— from The Scientific Tourist through Ireland in which the traveller is directed to the principal objects of antiquity, art, science & the picturesque by Thomas Walford
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