Everybody keep still a minute," which we did; and then as plain as day I heard it myself, an old man's voice talking.
— from Shenanigans at Sugar Creek by Paul Hutchens
Preludes 1921-1922 Preludes 1921-1922 By John Drinkwater All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame.
— from Preludes 1921-1922 by John Drinkwater
The ingenious sophistry of Arnold allayed his apprehensions, and in an upper room of Smith's house, the plan of operations was determined, and there Andrè passed a day of great solicitude.
— from Harper's New Monthly Magazine No. XVI.—September, 1851—Vol. III. by Various
y mais y abes de la tierra despues dieron algunas turquesas aunque pocas aquel dia se recogio la gente de la tierra y binieron a dar la obidençia y dieron abiertamente sus pueblos y que entrasen en ellos a tratar comprar y bender y cambiar.
— from The Coronado Expedition, 1540-1542. Excerpted from the Fourteenth Annual Report of the Bureau of Ethnology to the Secretary of the Smithsonian Institution, 1892-1893, Part 1. by George Parker Winship
The only question was upon which of the many little trattorie and cafés in Venice our choice should fall, and this was decided for us by Duveneck, whom we ran across that same morning in the Piazza , and who told us that he slept in the Casa Kirsch , dined at the Antica Panada , and drank coffee at the Orientale , which was as much as to say that we might too if we liked.
— from Nights: Rome, Venice, in the Aesthetic Eighties; London, Paris, in the Fighting Nineties by Elizabeth Robins Pennell
There dig a trench and pour a drink offering to all the dead, mead and sweet wine and water, sprinkling white meal thereon.
— from The Classic Myths in English Literature and in Art (2nd ed.) (1911) Based Originally on Bulfinch's "Age of Fable" (1855) by Thomas Bulfinch
They departed out of Babylon once for good and all; they came not back for an occasional contact with her altars; a dallying, and then a protesting against dalliance; they stood not shuffling in the porch, with a Popish foot within, and its lame Lutheran fellow without, halting betwixt.
— from The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb — Volume 1 Miscellaneous Prose by Charles Lamb
I went to work as usual the next day, and thought and planned all day how to catch one of those fellows.
— from Dave Ranney Or, Thirty Years on the Bowery; An Autobiography by Dave Ranney
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