But though Wagner with Mathilde Wesendonck in his arms was Tristan in the arms of Isolde, he did not find a melody instead of a kiss on his lips; he did not find a progression of harmonies melting through the contours of a warm beauty with a blur of desperate ecstasies, semitones of desire, he found only the anxious happiness of any other lover.
— from Lysistrata by Aristophanes

ANT: Clamor, vociferation, bawling, outcry, defiance, execration, salutation, acclamation.
— from A Complete Dictionary of Synonyms and Antonyms or, Synonyms and Words of Opposite Meaning by Samuel Fallows

It had been said that evening a hundred times--and Scarron was at his hundredth bon mot on the subject; he was very nearly at the end of his humoristic tether, but one despairing effort saved him.
— from Twenty Years After by Alexandre Dumas

To read books of Divinity, either speculative or practical. '7.
— from Boswell's Life of Johnson Abridged and edited, with an introduction by Charles Grosvenor Osgood by James Boswell

You are no stranger to their method of discharging all their impurities from their windows, at a certain hour of the night, as the custom is in Spain, Portugal, and some parts of France and Italy—A practice to which I can by no means be reconciled; for notwithstanding all the care that is taken by their scavengers to remove this nuisance every morning by break of day, enough still remains to offend the eyes, as well as other organs of those whom use has not hardened against all delicacy of sensation.
— from The Expedition of Humphry Clinker by T. (Tobias) Smollett

—The evil indeed spread no farther then—but have not beds and bolsters, and night-caps and chamber-pots stood upon the brink of destruction ever since?
— from The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman by Laurence Sterne

Does not all the world know, said the curate d'Estella at the conclusion of his work, that Noses ran the same fate some centuries ago in most parts of Europe, which Whiskers have now done in the kingdom of Navarre?—The evil indeed spread no farther then—but have not beds and bolsters, and night-caps and chamber-pots stood upon the brink of destruction ever since?
— from The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman by Laurence Sterne

On a cold winter night, no millionaire on his bed of down ever slept sweeter than a soldier on a bed like this.
— from From Bull Run to Appomattox: A Boy's View by Luther W. Hopkins

Added to the endless vociferations of the human voice, there is an eternal barking of dogs, elephants snorting, cows lowing, and myriads of pigs grunting.
— from Willis the Pilot : A Sequel to the Swiss Family Robinson Or, Adventures of an Emigrant Family Wrecked on an Unknown Coast of the Pacific Ocean by Adrien Paul

Ere he come,—ere the boat by the shining-branched border Of dark elms shoot round, dropping down the proud stream,— Let me pause, let me strive, in myself make some order, Ere their boat-music sound, ere their broidered flags gleam.
— from Poems by Matthew Arnold

Glory be to de Lord!—see down into de bowels of de earth, see thousands of miles away just as plain as dis room—" He had worked himself up to a sort of religious ecstasy, as I had seen the revivalist sect he belonged to, known as the Holy Jumpers, do at their curious services.
— from Pieces of Eight Being the Authentic Narrative of a Treasure Discovered in the Bahama Islands in the Year 1903 by Richard Le Gallienne