I read in the typescript that in my trance I heard cows low and water swirling level with my ears and the creaking of wood.
— from Dracula by Bram Stoker

The tall and phlegmatic Lord Ingram leans with folded arms on the chair-back of the little and lively Amy Eshton; she glances up at him, and chatters like a wren: she likes him better than she does Mr. Rochester.
— from Jane Eyre: An Autobiography by Charlotte Brontë

circumdūcere circumscrībere circumvĕnire literally, and with secondary meaning, = cheat .
— from Helps to Latin Translation at Sight by Edmund Luce

View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes, And hate for arts that caused himself to rise; Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike; Alike reserved to blame, or to commend, A timorous foe, and a suspicious friend; Dreading even fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne’er obliged; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise:— Who but must laugh, if such a man there be?
— from An Essay on Man; Moral Essays and Satires by Alexander Pope

We took several trips in the shikaras or houseboats, shaded by red- embroidered canopies, coursing along the intricate channels of Dal Lake, a network of canals like a watery spider web.
— from Autobiography of a Yogi by Paramahansa Yogananda

After ten or twelve glances, or some other series of actions, which can last as well several days as one moment, hopes are first given and later confirmed.
— from On Love by Stendhal

The bloody and obstinate conflict lasted a whole summer's day, with equal valor, and with alternate success.
— from The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire Table of Contents with links in the HTML file to the two Project Gutenberg editions (12 volumes) by Edward Gibbon

Sometimes in reading Carlyle, one wishes that he had felt the same kind of modesty: he, certainly, could never have kept to the thin centre line, and we should have had another great writer "without a style.
— from On Love by Stendhal

Only a thing came like a Walking Song.
— from Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 10 of 10 by John Fletcher

Coming down to a more recent epoch, when [222] the big Titanotheres flourished, it is easy to see from a glance at their large, simple teeth that these beasts needed an ample provision of coarse vegetation, and as they seem never to have spread far beyond their birthplace, climatic change, modifying even a comparatively limited area, would suffice to sweep them out of existence.
— from Animals of the Past by Frederic A. (Frederic Augustus) Lucas

The neutral children were out in the garden abusing the flowers and breaking pickets from the fence; and one had an old saw and was sawing at the trimmings of the cottage like a woodsman sawing down a cedar at the coast.
— from Skookum Chuck Fables: Bits of History, Through the Microscope by R. D. (Robert Dalziel) Cumming

Fill in the spaces around the designs with capers, and garnish with green celery leaves and white stalks of celery, fringed.
— from Salads, Sandwiches and Chafing-Dish Dainties With Fifty Illustrations of Original Dishes by Janet McKenzie Hill

Had you conquered me in battle Not a groan would I have uttered; But you, Bear! sit here and whimper, And disgrace your tribe by crying, Like a wretched Shaugodaya, Like a cowardly old woman!"
— from The Story of Hiawatha, Adapted from Longfellow by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I see you frowning and getting up to read me a long lecture on what love is, and what sort of woman one can love, and what sort one cannot, and so on, and so on.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

As on they came like a whirlwind, some could be seen shaking out the priming of their fire-arms and priming them afresh; others were putting arrows to bow-strings, and others setting their lances at rest.
— from The Life of John Taylor Third President of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints by B. H. (Brigham Henry) Roberts

It was pretty serious to them, I can tell you, especially to them that had husbands a person could look at without smoked glasses on.
— from Mark Tidd in Business by Clarence Budington Kelland