A school-mate of Balzac, Jules Dufaure and Louis Lambert, and his neighbors in the college dormitory of Vendome in 1811.
— from Repertory of The Comedie Humaine, Complete, A — Z by Anatole Cerfberr

At length Ulysses with a sigh replies: "Yet Fate, yet cruel Fate repose denies; A labour long, and hard, remains behind; By heaven above, by hell beneath enjoin'd: For to Tiresias through the eternal gates Of hell I trode, to learn my future fates.
— from The Odyssey by Homer

The beauty of his dim and luminous loins as he climbed into the boat, his back rounded and soft—ah, this was too much for her, too final a vision.
— from Women in Love by D. H. (David Herbert) Lawrence

The last division of reserve cavalry, Millet’s four regiments of dragoons, was due a little later, and had not yet crossed the frontier.
— from A History of the Peninsular War, Vol. 1, 1807-1809 From the Treaty of Fontainbleau to the Battle of Corunna by Charles Oman

That puts a stop to your fine plan, Mr. Dobbs," at last looking at him, "and any other idea of the same sort your fertile brain may chance to think up.
— from Five Little Peppers Grown Up by Margaret Sidney

Colonel Randall, the commanding officer, received high praise for the manner in which he had conducted the defence, as did also Lieutenants Lathrop and Hough.
— from A History, of the War of 1812-15 Between the United States and Great Britain by Rossiter Johnson

the scenery all round is really magnificent, and the looking down this black smooth stone-pit is quite fearful; it slopes away so deceitfully, and looks like a huge lion-ant's nest.
— from My Life as an Author by Martin Farquhar Tupper

"What could you do?" asked Lilian looking at her sister.
— from The Dorrance Domain by Carolyn Wells

A whole one, though it be an erring, like that of the French lady, does at least live, and has a history, and makes music: but the faint and uncertain is jarred in action, jarred in memory, ever behind the day and in the shadow of it!
— from Beauchamp's Career — Volume 5 by George Meredith

He dropped a little lower as he was passing over a wood, and then he heard the crack of rifles beneath him.
— from The Forest of Swords: A Story of Paris and the Marne by Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander) Altsheler

“I'll hate to go back to sheepherding,” he told her one day at lunch, looking at her across a snow-white tablecloth upon which were a service of shining silver, fragile china teacups and plates stamped Limoges.
— from Wyoming: A Story of the Outdoor West by William MacLeod Raine

He beat down a London laundress a halfpenny in her charge for washing his shirts, and Moscheles gives currency to the story, though he cannot vouch for its truth, that Paganini gave his servant a gallery ticket for one of his concerts on condition that the man served him gratuitously for one day!
— from Nicolo Paganini: His Life and Work by Stephen S. (Stephen Samuel) Stratton