Check , n. †Reproof, censure.
— from The Devil is an Ass by Ben Jonson

… I could not resist the radiance that flooded my heart when you came in to me yesterday, of yourself, alone, of your own accord.
— from The Possessed (The Devils) by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

After Mansoor, in his catholic zeal, had torn up and burned all his Bibles and Testaments, Asaad could not remain without the scriptures, but sent and obtained a copy from the little church, which he daily read, marking the most striking and important passages.
— from Fox's Book of Martyrs Or A History of the Lives, Sufferings, and Triumphant Deaths of the Primitive Protestant Martyrs by John Foxe

For no king of Egypt, if he had made a representation of the sacred [916] bull, durst have prostituted it for a tomb: and, as I have before said, Ἑορτη Πατρικη can never relate to a funeral.
— from A New System; or, an Analysis of Antient Mythology. Volume I. by Jacob Bryant

Of course his unstable drunken reflections could not rest long on one subject; there began to be apparent and unmistakably
— from Short Stories by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

“Toussaint,” went on Cosette, “are you careful to thoroughly barricade the shutters opening on the garden, at least with bars, in the evening, and to put the little iron things in the little rings that close them?” “Oh! be easy on that score, Miss.” Toussaint did not fail in her duty, and Cosette was well aware of the fact, but she could not refrain from adding:— “It is so solitary here.”
— from Les Misérables by Victor Hugo

Sir, I could not read it through.' BOSWELL.
— from Boswell's Life of Johnson Abridged and edited, with an introduction by Charles Grosvenor Osgood by James Boswell

Athos started, passed his hand over his brow to remove the drops of perspiration that burst forth, and rose in his turn with a nervous movement he could not repress.
— from The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas

On his arrival at his residence, Clapperton could not refrain from laughing at his adventure with the African widow, and informed Lander, that he had now an opportunity of establishing himself for life; for although he had rejected the matrimonial advances of the widow, there was little doubt, that, rather than not obtain a husband, she would not hesitate to make the offer of her hand to any other white man, who might present himself.
— from Travels of Richard and John Lander into the interior of Africa, for the discovery of the course and termination of the Niger From unpublished documents in the possession of the late Capt. John William Barber Fullerton ... with a prefatory analysis of the previous travels of Park, Denham, Clapperton, Adams, Lyon, Ritchie, &c. into the hitherto unexplored countries of Africa by Robert Huish

In secret I constructed a small steamboat, and having placed on board such materials as might be required, and secured the assistance of a requisite number of artisans, I came hither, resolved to prosecute my experiments to my own satisfaction in solitude, where the taunts of skeptics could not reach me.
— from Wild Western Scenes A Narrative of Adventures in the Western Wilderness, Wherein the Exploits of Daniel Boone, the Great American Pioneer are Particularly Described by J. B. (John Beauchamp) Jones

He would give much now if he could recall those words; but he knew he could not remove the sting of them.
— from Friendship and Folly: A Novel by Maria Louise Pool

She was pinning the buttonhole into his coat methodically, and he could not refuse an answering smile; but the puzzled look remained.
— from On the Face of the Waters: A Tale of the Mutiny by Flora Annie Webster Steel

‘Certainly not,’ Ronald responded, quickly, taking the handsome face firmly between his two spare hands, and kissing her lips half a dozen times over in rapid succession.
— from Philistia by Grant Allen

She could not resist the desire to ask: “Why did you not tell me you were going out?”
— from Strong as Death by Guy de Maupassant

'You could not really mean anything so horrible!
— from Atlantic Narratives: Modern Short Stories; Second Series by James Edmund Dunning

Why was it, he wondered, that he could never recall her, save in dulled tints.
— from Up the Hill and Over by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

Now one of the heron’s big feet would be thrust up nearly a yard; then the cat would come to the top, sneezing and strangling; and anon the heron’s long neck would loop up in sight, bending and doubling about in frantic attempts to peck at its foe, its cries now resembling those of a hen when seized in the night, save that they were louder and harsher.
— from Happy Days for Boys and Girls by Various