Now, thought I, was my chance, with a favouring breeze, to slip down the lough and carry out my purpose of speaking the Cigale .
— from Kilgorman: A Story of Ireland in 1798 by Talbot Baines Reed

COLDWELL ROCKS; frown, frown away; Thrust from your woods your shafts of gray: Fall not, to crush our mortal pride, Or stop the stream on which we glide.
— from The Banks of Wye: A Poem by Robert Bloomfield

The well-known custom of making pancakes on Shrove Tuesday is a remnant of an old superstition, and certainly one of the most pleasing that has come down to us.
— from Cassell's History of England, Vol. 1 (of 8) From the Roman Invasion to the Wars of the Roses by Anonymous

Nobody even begrudged me the American Championship which I brought back with me, and nobody made any unkind criticisms of my play, or suggested that I did not in any way deserve the victory.
— from The Complete Golfer by Harry Vardon

Could he, who saw nothing in the soul but a combination of matter, prate of schools that should excel a Raphael?
— from Zanoni by Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron