Coming upon London twenty years later, he could not have failed to have become a stockbroker, but at the time when he was obliged to select, this great profession had not as yet became the chief glory of the upper-middle class.
— from The Forsyte Saga, Volume I. The Man Of Property by John Galsworthy
Here, however, she was found to be the possessor of an unusually fine voice, which she began to cultivate under Lamperti the younger, and she decided to become an opera singer.
— from Famous Singers of To-day and Yesterday by Henry Charles Lahee
Can't something be done about it?" "-And the curiosity of cold-wristed burglars—By the way, I can't get over your climbing up like that, you know.
— from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates
Then raising her voice and all of her arms, she called up loudly, "Then you must indeed be strong and sturdy!"
— from Handy Mandy in Oz by Ruth Plumly Thompson
The Second Column, under Leopold the Young Dessauer, goes on the other or north side of the Elbe, at a fair distance; marching through the Lausitz (rendezvous or starting-point was Bautzen in the Lausitz) straight south, to meet the King at Leitmeritz, where the grand Magazine is to be; and thence, still south, straight upon Prag, in conjunction with his Majesty or parallel to him.
— from History of Friedrich II of Prussia — Volume 15 by Thomas Carlyle
One column, under Leopold the Young Dessauer, goes through Glatz, takes the Magazine of Pardubitz along with it: good to go in several columns, the enemy will less know which to chase.
— from History of Friedrich II of Prussia — Volume 15 by Thomas Carlyle
I daresay it seems a very commonplace unintellectual life to you, but it satisfies my nature more than the writing of books could ever do.
— from Novel Notes by Jerome K. (Jerome Klapka) Jerome
Their journey, therefore, did not promise to be very agreeable; and, when the prince demanded which way his course ultimately lay, the young gentleman replied, "I go toward Huntingdon, [398] sir; but, if that is the direction of your journey, I shall have to leave you before we reach the town, for I have to turn off the highroad some miles on this side of Buckden."
— from Lord Montagu's Page: An Historical Romance by G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford) James
Men of middle-age walked by as in dreams, cold, unobservant, listless; the younger ones, fuller of life, strode on with high heads, and flinging glances that were harder to bear than stony indifference, even.
— from The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 03, No. 19, May, 1859 A Magazine of Literature, Art, and Politics by Various
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