"My brother, pray give me your word of honour that you will fulfil the request which I am going to make."
— from Fathers and Sons by Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev
If there be any such supreme power, he takes no notice of our doings, hears not our prayers, regardeth them not, will not, cannot help, or else he is partial, an excepter of persons, author of sin, a cruel, a destructive God, to create our souls, and destinate them to eternal damnation, to make us worse than our dogs and horses, why doth he not govern things better, protect good men, root out wicked livers?
— from The Anatomy of Melancholy by Robert Burton
Be patient, gentle madam: it was he; He forg'd the daring challenge made them fight.
— from The Jew of Malta by Christopher Marlowe
Ja. 3.9; to be born, produced, grow, Mat. 21.19.
— from A Greek-English Lexicon to the New Testament by William Greenfield
Helen listened at first with a half-absent air, but presently grew more attentive, and when the catastrophe came sat erect, quite absorbed in the interest of this glimpse behind the curtain.
— from Work: A Story of Experience by Louisa May Alcott
200 When I was yet a child, no childish play To me was pleasing, all my mind was set Serious to learn and know, and thence to do What might be publick good; my self I thought Born to that end, born to promote all truth, All righteous things: therefore above my years, The Law of God I read, and found it sweet, Made it my whole delight, and in it grew To such perfection, that e're yet my age Had measur'd twice six years, at our great Feast 210 I went into the Temple, there to hear The Teachers of our Law, and to propose What might improve my knowledge or their own; And was admir'd by all, yet this not all To which my Spirit aspir'd, victorious deeds Flam'd in my heart, heroic acts, one while To rescue Israel from the Roman yoke, Thence to subdue and quell o're all the earth Brute violence and proud Tyrannick pow'r, Till truth were freed, and equity restor'd: 220 Yet held it more humane, more heavenly first By winning words to conquer willing hearts, And make perswasion do the work of fear; At least to try, and teach the erring Soul Not wilfully mis-doing, but unware Misled: the stubborn only to subdue.
— from The Poetical Works of John Milton by John Milton
Asa gud sila makapaiskuyla sa ílang mga bátang patay gútum man nà sila?
— from A Dictionary of Cebuano Visayan by John U. Wolff
[3] —In order that love may be possible, God must become a person; in order that the lower instincts may take a hand in the matter God must be young.
— from The Antichrist by Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche
‘I knowed Frankie would never let ‘em smell London smoke, but plenty good men in Rye was two-three minded about the upshot.
— from Rewards and Fairies by Rudyard Kipling
THE DEAD CITY A Tragedy By GABRIELLE D'ANNUNZIO RENDERED INTO ENGLISH BY Prof. G. MANTELLINI.
— from The Starbucks by Opie Percival Read
An I were the Queen, after what has happened, I would take Spain by the beard," said Teazle; "for look ye, my masters all, how that king of red-hot ploughshares and burning pincers groweth more powerful daily.
— from William Shakespeare as He Lived: An Historical Tale by Henry Curling
The desecration of my beloved poetry gave me such angry strength that I struck out lustily and dropped both of them....
— from Tramping on Life An Autobiographical Narrative by Harry Kemp
FOOTNOTES: [10] This passage was pointed out to me by Professor Gilbert Murray.
— from Mysticism and Logic and Other Essays by Bertrand Russell
But pray give me credit for a little common sense.
— from The Yeoman Adventurer by George W. Gough
Papa and mamma laughed at me all the way home, but papa gave me the half dollar back afterward.
— from St. Nicholas Magazine for Boys and Girls, Vol. 5, September 1878, No. 11 by Various
Sometimes, by particularly good management, several of the boys got together for five minutes below and scuffled; but the fun was short-lived.
— from A Canadian Bankclerk by Jack Preston
The successive phases of this somewhat theatrical but potent genius may be followed in the Louvre from the Horatii (No. 189) and the Brutus (No.
— from Paris and Its Story by Thomas Okey
Bülow probably got many of his ideas from Liszt.
— from Music-Study in Germany, from the Home Correspondence of Amy Fay by Amy Fay
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