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“‘Nay, Senor; hereabouts in this dull, warm, most lazy, and hereditary land, we know but little of your vigorous North.’
— from Moby Dick; Or, The Whale by Herman Melville
Ista decens facies longis vitiabitur annis; / Rugaque in antiqua fronte senilis erit —That comely face of thine will be marred by length of years, and the wrinkle of age will one day scar thine aged brow.
— from Dictionary of Quotations from Ancient and Modern, English and Foreign Sources Including Phrases, Mottoes, Maxims, Proverbs, Definitions, Aphorisms, and Sayings of Wise Men, in Their Bearing on Life, Literature, Speculation, Science, Art, Religion, and Morals, Especially in the Modern Aspects of Them by Wood, James, Rev.
That would be loutish of you; and, to act as a gallant man, you must act as though it were not you who made her this present.
— from The Middle-Class Gentleman by Molière
But later on you may depend on me.
— from Pygmalion by Bernard Shaw
A′erated Bread, bread which receives its sponginess or porosity from carbonic acid supplied artificially, and not produced by the fermentation caused by leaven or yeast.
— from The New Gresham Encyclopedia. A to Amide Vol. 1 Part 1 by Various
" "I knew of a boat load of young folks who went sailing on that harbour forty years ago just such a night as this—just exactly such a night as this," said Cousin Sophia lugubriously, "and they were upset and drowned—every last one of them.
— from Rilla of Ingleside by L. M. (Lucy Maud) Montgomery
Light, seeking light, doth light of light beguile; So, ere you find where light in darkness lies, Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes.
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
Therefore, as I say, they are burdened by a perpetual and dangerous war: for what can be more hazardous or more formidable than a war with barbarians living on your borders?
— from The Histories of Polybius, Vol. 1 (of 2) by Polybius
Old and gnarled it may be, and yet you don’t cut down the old fellow to make room for the flowerbeds, but lay out your beds so as to take advantage of the tree.
— from Anna Karenina by Tolstoy, Leo, graf
And whether rum be sold, or for two years As in the past two years, this town be dry Matters but little— Oh yes, revenue For sidewalks, sewers; that is well enough!
— from Spoon River Anthology by Edgar Lee Masters
Look at your coat all over dust, Mr. Brennan, and the big lump on your forehead risin' up the size of an egg!" Brian squinted over his shoulder to ascertain the condition of his coat, but being unable to carry out the rest of Mrs. McNally's injunctions and survey the lump on his own forehead, he passed his hand over it instead, and turned towards Pat with an expression of virtuous indignation.
— from North, South and Over the Sea by M. E. Francis
And if it were not a truth universally impressed on the minds of men, the belief in it would never have been so firm; nor would it have been, as it is, increased by length of years, nor would it have gathered strength and stability through every age.
— from Cicero's Tusculan Disputations Also, Treatises On The Nature Of The Gods, And On The Commonwealth by Marcus Tullius Cicero
In overhaulin one of my old trunks the tother day, I found the follerin jernal of a vyge on the starnch canawl bote, Polly Ann, which happened to the subscriber when I was a young man (in the Brite Lexington of yooth, when thar aint no sich word as fale) on the Wabash Canawl: Monday, 2 P.M.—Got under wa.
— from The Complete Works of Artemus Ward (HTML edition) by Artemus Ward
"But, Lady Ongar—" "Yes; you may ask the question if you will, and I will answer it truly."
— from The Claverings by Anthony Trollope
Faix, ye're the least social friends I ever forgathered with, even if the bare look of you wasn't an antidote to all kinds of amusements—— Cut, Mr. Larkins——
— from Jack Hinton: The Guardsman by Charles James Lever
‘Formerly, I believe, you spent but little of your time at home,’ I answered; ‘it will do you no harm to absent yourself again, for a while—if that be really necessary.’
— from The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Brontë
Let our father have at least this comfort in a strange land; our beloved lord, our Yagellon blood, which must wander in exile,--think of it, think of it!"
— from The Deluge: An Historical Novel of Poland, Sweden, and Russia. Vol. 1 (of 2) by Henryk Sienkiewicz
Condition of being beyond the years of active service; impaired or disabled by length of years.
— from Orthography As Outlined in the State Course of Study for Illinois by Elmer W. (Elmer Warren) Cavins
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