How could so many small vessels be kept moving, even for two days and nights?
— from The Art of War by Jomini, Antoine Henri, baron de

kata de tas metaxy chôras autôn ho oikeiotatos eis threpsin parespartai chymos, hon heilkysan men ek tôn phlebôn tou haimatos, hoson hoion t' ên eklexamenai ton epitêdeiotaton, exomoiousi de kata brachy kai metaballousin eis tên heautôn ousian.
— from Galen: On the Natural Faculties by Galen

Your lap seems full of good things, and here is a basket of something between us which has been knocking my elbow unmercifully.”
— from Mansfield Park by Jane Austen

Mr. March became invisible in the embrace of four pairs of loving arms; Jo disgraced herself by nearly fainting away, and had to be doctored by Laurie in the china-closet; Mr. Brooke kissed Meg entirely by mistake, as he somewhat incoherently explained; and Amy, the dignified, tumbled over a stool, and, never stopping to get up, hugged and cried over her father's boots in the most touching manner.
— from Little Women; Or, Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy by Louisa May Alcott

Mr. Brooke kissed Meg entirely by mistake, as he somewhat incoherently explained.
— from Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

I had better keep my eyes fixed upon his watch-chain."
— from Fathers and Sons by Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev

' “I couldn't do nothin', Mrs. Wilson, but keep my 'ed down, and blubber out, 'Please, Dick, I eat 'em.' “'Oh, you did, yer young greedy, did yer,' he sez; 'I'm glad yer didn't tell me a lie.
— from J. Cole by Emma Gellibrand

“You dear!” said Bessie, keeping Mary Enderby's hand, and pressing it between both of hers against her breast as they now stood face to face, “do come up and have some tea!”
— from The Landlord at Lion's Head — Complete by William Dean Howells

I saw tears starting to her bright, kindly, merry eyes; one rolled down her cheek.
— from Dumps - A Plain Girl by L. T. Meade

" I took the paper from his hand, but kept my eyes on his face; he was keeping something from me.
— from The Blower of Bubbles by Beverley Baxter

My friend, the parson, urged me to forbear; but, keeping my eye steadily fixed upon that of the monster, while his hand was still raised with the bloody knife suspended, I gave him, as quick as lightning, a blow from my fist, which took the villain under the left ear, levelled him with the earth, and made him bite the dust.
— from Memoirs of Henry Hunt, Esq. — Volume 2 by Henry Hunt

Both kept motionless, expecting the arrival of the individual, whose steps were now clearly distinguishable.
— from Stoneheart: A Romance by Gustave Aimard

[118] By asking questions, and by keeping my eyes open I have learned that for miles in front of the fortifications the Rebels were scattered before we came.
— from Diary of an Enlisted Man by Lawrence Van Alstyne