Any one who accompanies a party of students in their morning rambles, will most probably find himself, before long, in the "Closerie des Lilacs," which is close by the same spot.
— from Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol. 3, No. 15, August, 1851 by Various

Fairies were not much in Miss Edgeworth's line, but philanthropic manufacturers, liberal noblemen, and benevolent ladies in travelling carriages, do as well and appear in the nick of time to distribute rewards or to point a moral.
— from The Parent's Assistant; Or, Stories for Children by Maria Edgeworth

We all have to die some time, and after a-while, your turn will come, and you will be laid in the cold dark earth to rise again at the day of judgment.
— from The Skating Party and Other Stories by Unknown

It came to me the other day in a letter from a correspondent, French or Belgian, who has been living in this country during the war, and who wrote bitterly about the manners of the English towards foreigners.
— from Windfalls by A. G. (Alfred George) Gardiner

But the ebb and refluence of shadows went on, in the days that were before the end; ere the aged world, astray with the sun in strange heavens, should be lost in the cosmic darkness, or, under the influence of other and conflicting gravitations, should crumble apart and bare its granite bones to the light of strange suns, and the granite, too, should dissolve, and be as of the dust of slaves and kings.
— from Ebony and Crystal: Poems in Verse and Prose by Clark Ashton Smith

"They say they'll be let into the capital during the night, when our own people are asleep," said Marker.
— from Pelle the Conqueror — Volume 02 by Martin Andersen Nexø

Susan sat back luxuriously in the carriage, dreaming of herself as Peter Coleman's wife, of entering that big hall as familiarly as he did, of having tea and happy chatter ready for him every afternoon before the fire---- There was no one at the windows, unfortunately, to be edified by the sight of Susan Brown being driven home in a private carriage, and the halls, as she entered, reeked of boiling cabbage and corned beef.
— from Saturday's Child by Kathleen Thompson Norris

There is another will have to be left if the country does not immediately change for the better; fortunately we found water in several places in the bed of the creek or the horses would have fared badly—a little grass of a very coarse nature just in the sides of the creek, the rest all spinifex and scrub, the latter the camels greedily devour; the rough country has told much on the feet of the latter, another of which, the old Indian, I am afraid will have to be left behind.
— from McKinlay's Journal of Exploration in the Interior of Australia by John McKinlay

All night the fretful, shrill Banshee Lurks in the chambers' dark festoons, Calling for ever, o'er garden and river, Through magpie changing of the moons: 'Alulvan, O, alas!
— from Songs of Childhood by Walter De la Mare

to think that a poor young thing was to be taken away from life and the cheerful sun, thus suddenly, and page 155 p. 155 be laid in the cold damp mools, among the moudiewarts and the green banes, “where there is no work or device.”
— from The Life of Mansie Wauch Tailor in Dalkeith, written by himself by D. M. (David Macbeth) Moir