Bandy , or CRIPPLE , a sixpence, so called from this coin being generally bent or crooked; old term for flimsy or bad cloth, temp.
— from The Slang Dictionary: Etymological, Historical and Andecdotal by John Camden Hotten

Coriolanus prope ut amens consternatus ab sede sua cum ferret matri obviae complexum, mulier in iram ex precibus
— from Helps to Latin Translation at Sight by Edmund Luce

BANDY, or CRIPPLE , a sixpence, so called from this coin being generally bent or crooked; old term for flimsy or bad cloth, temp.
— from A Dictionary of Slang, Cant, and Vulgar Words Used at the Present Day in the Streets of London; the Universities of Oxford and Cambridge; the Houses of Parliament; the Dens of St. Giles; and the Palaces of St. James. by John Camden Hotten

Verumtamen Dñus Banks, traiecto flumine, Tuburai Tamaide suamque uxorem Tomio, secum reduxit, fore enim sperabat, ut cultus noster ab iis percontationes quasdam eliceret, non secus ac nobis instrui liceret: quum eos discumbere iussisset, ipse in medio eorum discubuit, qui durantibus ceremoniis suum agendi modum summa animadversione sunt prosecuti actionesque imitati; stantes, considentes, genua flectentes, prout eum facere videbant: haud erant nimirum ignari apud nos quiddam solemnis agi atque serii, ut hoc vel inde concludi potuerit, quod hi suos populares praeter castra tripudiantes clamando ad silentiam servandum cohortati fuissent; attamen cultu absoluto, neuter percontabatur quid rei gestum esset, nec ullis volebant tentaminibus res gestas explicandi aures praebere.
— from The Threshold Covenant; or, The Beginning of Religious Rites by H. Clay (Henry Clay) Trumbull

As, for an instant, the two men stood in this position, one smiling, the other transfixed with wonder, there came a stifled, sobbing cry from behind.
— from Philip Steele of the Royal Northwest Mounted Police by James Oliver Curwood

All the while he was listening to catch any strange sounds coming from the vicinity of the corrals or the bunk house.
— from The Broncho Rider Boys on the Wyoming Trail Or, A Mystery of the Prairie Stampede by Frank Fowler

I pay my lady's taste a compliment In myself choosing for my company, As seems she chose for hers, thy daughter fair Rather than thee; for, without prejudice To thine own comeliness, thy daughter is, Thou wilt confess it, madam, nay, with pride, A trifle fresher in her youthful bloom."
— from The Epic of Paul by William Cleaver Wilkinson

When she had concluded her strange prayer, she crossed the chamber hastily, and, tossing the velvet cushions and striped silk covering from one of the divans, there was disclosed an ancient tomb of carved sardonyx that was crumbling by age.
— from Zoraida: A Romance of the Harem and the Great Sahara by William Le Queux

He settled the señora upon the cowhide-covered couch where her frail body could be comfortable and she still could feel that she was watching beside her son.
— from Starr, of the Desert by B. M. Bower

It was three o'clock in the morning when Cynthia left The Forge—though how the hours had passed from nine till three she was never able to explain;—it was eight o'clock when she passed Andrew Townley's cabin and saw smoke curling from his chimney.
— from A Son of the Hills by Harriet T. (Harriet Theresa) Comstock