III Now on the place of slaughter Are cots and sheepfolds seen, And rows of vines, and fields of wheat, And apple-orchards green; The swine crush the big acorns That fall from Corne's oaks.
— from Lays of Ancient Rome by Macaulay, Thomas Babington Macaulay, Baron
Suddenly came a strange sound, a rush of sounds, words jumbled and hurrying, confused and shapeless, borne along upon a note of throaty distress that at last submerged the words altogether and ended in a wail.
— from In the Days of the Comet by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells
The division marched ten miles, taking the cars at Stephenson Station and riding one hundred and forty-two [99] miles on the Baltimore and Ohio railroad, again passing Monocacy Bridge; it being night the men were mostly asleep; arrived at Washington on Sunday morning.
— from Campaign of the Fourteenth Regiment New Jersey Volunteers by J. Newton (John Newton) Terrill
He was to offer, first, the surrender of the Continental System as far as Russia was concerned; and, second, such a reconstruction of the map of eastern Europe as would put an end to the grand duchy of Warsaw forever.
— from The Life of Napoleon Bonaparte. Vol. 3 (of 4) by William Milligan Sloane
Heaps of large sponges were found containing corals and some shells, all representative of present-day fauna.
— from Scott's Last Expedition Volume I Being the journals of Captain R. F. Scott by Robert Falcon Scott
On which all the Chartists and Suffolk Street artists Ran off to the train and got in it—got in it, In spite of their fears of the new engineers, Who blew up a boiler a minute—a minute.
— from The Comic Almanack, Volume 2 (of 2) An Ephemeris in Jest and Earnest, Containing Merry Tales, Humerous Poetry, Quips, and Oddities by Gilbert Abbott À Beckett
He had paralyzed professionals and amazed amateurs, and with the aid of his marvelous vocal powers had performed many good deeds on the side of right and justice, forcing rogues to confessions and scaring schemers and roués out of their wits.
— from The Twin Ventriloquists; or, Nimble Ike and Jack the Juggler A Tale of Strategy and Jugglery by Old Sleuth
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