Her whole body had fine straight silky hair on it, very thick on the shoulders, arms and legs, with a beautiful creamy skin showing below.
— from The Romance of Lust: A classic Victorian erotic novel by Anonymous

"So you are not going?" cried the blonde beauty, who was particularly anxious that her cavaliere servente should be in attendance on this occasion.
— from White Nights and Other Stories The Novels of Fyodor Dostoevsky, Volume X by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

[Footnote 2: The life of man cannot, strictly speaking, be called either long or short , since it is the ultimate standard by which duration of time in regard to all other things is measured.
— from The Essays of Arthur Schopenhauer; Counsels and Maxims by Arthur Schopenhauer

[6187] Sit amarulenta, sit imperiosa prodiga , &c. Let her scold, brawl, and spend, I care not, modo sit casta , so she be honest, I could easily bear it; but this I cannot, I may not, I will not; my faith, my fame, mine eye must not be touched, as the diverb is, Non patitur tactum fama, fides, oculus.
— from The Anatomy of Melancholy by Robert Burton

“Monsieur,” said the cardinal, “if Milady de Winter has committed the crimes you lay to her charge, she shall be punished.”
— from The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas

exclaimed Alicia; and opening the door with a violence that made her cousin shiver, she bounced out of the drawing-room.
— from Lady Audley's Secret by M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon

The admiral sent Hobson a message to the effect that the Merrimac must return at once, and in due course of time the doomed collier slowly steamed back, her commander evidently disappointed with the order.
— from The Boys of '98 by James Otis

We waited at the entrance of the wood, shrouded ourselves in the wild hawthorn hedges, while we could still see Belle—of course we did not mean to be near enough to overhear him—who paced up and down the green alleys under the firs and larches, rendered doubly dark by the evergreens, brambles, and honeysuckles, which, ripened by the sun, Forbade the sun to enter.
— from Beatrice Boville and Other Stories by Ouida

Brilliard , who knew nothing of the occasion of all this, believed it the second part of his own late adventure, and fancied that Octavio had used some violence to her; upon this he assumes the authority of his lord, and secretly that of a husband or lover, and upbraiding the innocent Octavio with his brutality, they fell to such words as ended in a challenge the next morning, for Brilliard appeared a gentleman, companion to his lord; and one whom Octavio could not well refuse: this was not carried so silently but Antonet , busy as she was about her raving lady, heard the appointment, and Octavio quitted the chamber almost as much disturbed as Sylvia , whom, with much ado they persuaded him to leave; but before he did so, he on his knees offered her the letter, and implored her to receive it; so absolutely his love had vanquished his nobler part, that of honour.
— from Love-Letters Between a Nobleman and His Sister by Aphra Behn

The foresail is of use in case she should be brought by the lee.
— from The Seaman's Friend Containing a treatise on practical seamanship, with plates, a dictionary of sea terms, customs and usages of the merchant service by Richard Henry Dana

After Rája Lál Singh had been banished for instigating Shekh Imám ud din to resist the occupation of Kashmír by Guláb Singh, an agreement was executed, in December, 1846, between the Government and the chief Sikh Sardárs by which a Council of Regency was appointed to be controlled by a British Resident at Lahore.
— from The Panjab, North-West Frontier Province, and Kashmir by Douie, James McCrone, Sir

Right under our eyes, and half enveloping the town with its high-shouldering wall, so that all the closely compacted streets seemed but a precinct of the estate, was the Earl of Warwick's delightful park, a wide extent of sunny lawns, interspersed with broad contiguities of forest-shade.
— from Our Old Home: A Series of English Sketches by Nathaniel Hawthorne

When he turned he rubbed his hands and laughed as he said, "Well, I never saw Webb chased so sharply by a thunder-shower before; but he won the race, and the clover's safe."
— from Nature's Serial Story by Edward Payson Roe