There is another sort of Bird’s Foot in all things like the former, but a little larger; the flowers of a pale whitish and red colour, and the pods distinct by joints like the other, but little more crooked; and the roots do carry many small white knots or kernels amongst the strings.
— from The Complete Herbal To which is now added, upwards of one hundred additional herbs, with a display of their medicinal and occult qualities physically applied to the cure of all disorders incident to mankind: to which are now first annexed, the English physician enlarged, and key to Physic. by Nicholas Culpeper

H2 anchor To a Western Boy Many things to absorb I teach to help you become eleve of mine; Yet if blood like mine circle not in your veins, If you be not silently selected by lovers and do not silently select lovers, Of what use is it that you seek to become eleve of mine? H2 anchor
— from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman

The young Spaniard was so evidently anxious to make a favourable impression upon her lover's English relations, that her feminine care peeped out at every erasure; and the letters announcing the marriage, were accompanied by a splendid black lace mantilla, chosen by Dolores herself for her unseen sister-in-law, whom Frederick had represented as a paragon of beauty, wisdom and virtue.
— from North and South by Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell

So that Desire, and Love, are the same thing; save that by Desire, we alwayes signifie the Absence of the object; by Love, most commonly the Presence of the same.
— from Leviathan by Thomas Hobbes

Thus I went to bed, and in a short time waked and sat up, as has been long my custom, when I felt a confusion and indistinctness in my head, which lasted, I suppose, about half a minute.
— from Boswell's Life of Johnson Abridged and edited, with an introduction by Charles Grosvenor Osgood by James Boswell

None the less, I may remark that Madame Manilov— But let me confess that I always shrink from saying too much about ladies.
— from Dead Souls by Nikolai Vasilevich Gogol

But late made captive in his father's land (As from a sycamore, his sounding steel Lopp'd the green arms to spoke a chariot wheel) To Lemnos' isle he sold the royal slave, Where Jason's son the price demanded gave; But kind Eetion, touching on the shore, The ransom'd prince to fair Arisbe bore.
— from The Iliad by Homer

Bird Life of the Seasons British Butterflies British Ferns, Club-Mosses, and Horsetails British Land Mammals Common British Moths Natural History of the Garden The Naturalist at the Sea-Shore Pond Life British Reptiles and Amphibians Romance of the Rocks Wild Flowers and their Wonderful Ways Common British Beetles Peeps at History
— from Peeps at Many Lands: Egypt by R. Talbot (Robert Talbot) Kelly

He was at low ebb now, but luck might change.
— from Forging the Blades: A Tale of the Zulu Rebellion by Bertram Mitford

"Better lose my crown then and become a subject, with a subject's liberty to love."
— from Edwy the Fair or the First Chronicle of Aescendune A Tale of the Days of Saint Dunstan by A. D. (Augustine David) Crake

[Footnote: From Epic of Hades by Lewis Morris] Cupid awoke, looked with startled eyes at his wife, and reading aright the story of the lamp and the dagger, spread his wings and flew through the open window, saying sadly: "Farewell!
— from Journeys Through Bookland, Vol. 3 by Charles Herbert Sylvester

His mother was Lady Elizabeth Stewart, daughter of John, Earl of Atholl, by Lady Mary Campbell, daughter of Archibald, second, and sister of Colin, third Earl of Argyll.
— from History of the Mackenzies, with genealogies of the principal families of the name by Alexander Mackenzie

“You had better let me carry that a little way for you,” I said.
— from Afar in the Forest by William Henry Giles Kingston

But little by little Mrs. Carstairs' name began to be whispered in connection with them—no one knew how the rumour started, though I have always held the belief that the Vicar's wife herself was the first to suggest it."
— from Afterwards by Kathlyn Rhodes

“Well, then?” said I. He sat down upon a bench, looking more crooked than ever.
— from The Boy Fortune Hunters in the South Seas by L. Frank (Lyman Frank) Baum