In the cavern of Night sleep the Seven Sleepers of Ephesus, and Barbarossa, and all slumbering phantoms whose genius is the night-winged raven.
— from Demonology and Devil-lore by Moncure Daniel Conway

He'll have to sing, whether he can or not, Saturday twelve weeks, and that's long enough off yet.”
— from Tom Brown's School Days by Thomas Hughes

attended by the interpreter Charbono and two of his guard, will collect and put out of the fort, all Indians except such as may specially be permitted to remain by the Commanding offercers, nor shall they be again admitted untill the main gate be opened the ensuing morning.
— from The Journals of Lewis and Clark, 1804-1806 by William Clark

The trouble with us is that we do not trust the law of infinite supply, but close our natures so that abundance cannot flow to us.
— from Pushing to the Front by Orison Swett Marden

Something of the charm of Napoleonism seems to hang over him.
— from Perpetual Peace: A Philosophical Essay by Immanuel Kant

The private arsenal of the apostle consisted of nine swords, three lances, seven pikes or half-pikes, a quiver and three bows, seven cuirasses, three shields, and two helmets, (Gagnier, tom. iii.
— 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

, she is sometimes so intolerable, that I almost think she’s the devil incarnate come to torment me for my sins; and yet I am conscious of no sins that ought to entail such family-plagues upon me—why the devil should not I shake off these torments at once?
— from The Expedition of Humphry Clinker by T. (Tobias) Smollett

Now Magnus returned back again through the streets, and then his men fled from him in all directions; some up to the mountains, some up to the neighbourhood of the convent of nuns, some to churches, or hid themselves as they best could.
— from Heimskringla; Or, The Chronicle of the Kings of Norway by Snorri Sturluson

A passage runs round the upper part of the theatre and the walls are composed of narrow stones that are not much larger than bricks.
— from Normandy, Illustrated, Part 1 by Gordon Home

As a usurer takes each one of a bag of silver angels, feeling each coin to find whether it be clipped or not, so the Sheriff, as all rode slowly and sadly back toward Nottingham, took up thought after thought in turn, feeling around the edges of each but finding in every one some flaw.
— from The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood by Howard Pyle

The forenoon we spend among the fashionable ladies of Derr, the capital of Nubia, studying the modes, in order that we may carry home the latest.
— from My Winter on the Nile Eighteenth Edition by Charles Dudley Warner

Ice is chiefly found within five hundred miles of the coast of Newfoundland, so that this work would come within the scope of the N.S. airship.
— from British Airships, Past, Present, and Future by George Whale

‘As for their command over nature,’ said Tancred, ‘let us see how it will operate in a second deluge.
— from Tancred; Or, The New Crusade by Disraeli, Benjamin, Earl of Beaconsfield

The Town Council of Nuremberg seem to have followed suit with the paintings which were immediately under their control, if not actually in their possession.
— from The Story of Nuremberg by Cecil Headlam

Nesting: Observe the choice of nesting site, the materials used in the nests, such as mud, grass, leaves, and so on.
— from A Manual of Bird Study A Description of Twenty-Five Local Birds with Study Options by William H. (William Henry) Carr

As he came opposite the house he looked up, and seeing us upon the parapet, he gracefully waved his gleaming sword, saluted us, and was dashing past, when Mary cried out: "Noble sir, there is no insurrection, as some of the people have doubtless told thee, but this vast crowd moving hitherwards is only an escort to the Prophet of Nazareth, who cometh to be my father's guest."
— from The Prince of the House of David by J. H. (Joseph Holt) Ingraham

Of course I took a chance of not striking the right beam,—it might be the one at the south end, for all I knew.
— from The Sapphire Signet by Augusta Huiell Seaman