between this brick red and the dove colour there runs a narrow Stripe of pure white.
— from The Journals of Lewis and Clark, 1804-1806 by William Clark
between this brick red and the dove colour there runs a narrow stripe of pure white.
— from The Journals of Lewis and Clark, 1804-1806 by William Clark
The Indians inform us that there are a plenty of Moos to the S. E. of them on the East branch of Lewis's river which they call Tommanamah R. about Noon Sergt.
— from The Journals of Lewis and Clark, 1804-1806 by William Clark
Therefore, above everything, the duke ought to have created a Spaniard Pope, and, failing him, he ought to have consented to Rouen and not San Pietro ad Vincula.
— from The Prince by Niccolò Machiavelli
The unhappy wretches never came forward to beg; on the contrary, they ran away; not so quick, however, but that Hans was able to salute them with the universal saellvertu.
— from A Journey to the Centre of the Earth by Jules Verne
A block or two further up, for instance, the street was torn up for some new underground enterprise (Lewis S. Palmer, as a matter of fact, had floated a company to run a new subterranean line across New York, and had been paid a million and a half dollars for the loan of his credit); and while the cars, which will certainly not cease running till the last trump has been sounded several times, passed over spindle-shanked iron girders and supports, shaken every now and again by the blasting of the rock below, thousands of workmen were toiling day and night deep down in the earth, loading the baskets of the cranes with the splinters of the riven rocks, or giving the larger pieces into the embrace of huge iron pincers that tackled them as a spider tackles a fat fly, and, rising aloft with them above street level, took them along the ropes of their iron web, over the heads of passengers and vehicles, for the carts which waited for them.
— from The Relentless City by E. F. (Edward Frederic) Benson
I went on "night-guard" after supper and it continued to rain all night, so that I failed to get any sleep; but then I didn't mind it, as I was well rested.
— from A Texas Cow Boy or, fifteen years on the hurricane deck of a Spanish pony, taken from real life by Charles A. Siringo
They may squawk and cross the road; they may cross the road and not squawk; they may squawk and not cross the road; they may not cross the road and not squawk.
— from The Tale of Turkey Proudfoot Slumber-Town Tales by Arthur Scott Bailey
Quintin Kennedy, abbot of Crossraguel, in an Oration, composed by him in 1561, made some remarks on Knox’s book against the Mass. “Shortly,” says he, “will we call to remembrance ane notable syllogisme (or argument) sett furth be ane famouss preachour, callit John Knox, in his sermon againis the mess, in manner as efter followis.”
— from Life of John Knox, Fifth Edition, Vol. 1 of 2 Containing Illustrations of the History of the Reformation in Scotland by Thomas M'Crie
"Well, I see already that your heart will choose the right, and not shrink back from dangers," said Pückler, kindly.
— from Napoleon and the Queen of Prussia by L. (Luise) Mühlbach
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