to your deeps descend; Haste, and our father's sacred seat attend; I go to find the architect divine, Where vast Olympus' starry summits shine: So tell our hoary sire"—This charge she gave: The sea-green sisters plunge beneath the wave: Thetis once more ascends the bless'd abodes, And treads the brazen threshold of the gods.
— from The Iliad by Homer

dry—[ Dry = hard, as “hard cash.”
— from The Diary of Samuel Pepys — Complete by Samuel Pepys

“He would not be hanged if I did denounce him,” answered Wilfred with a wild but curiously happy smile.
— from The Innocence of Father Brown by G. K. (Gilbert Keith) Chesterton

Babbitt's scalp itched and he longed to flee, but Dr. Drew had already flopped down beside his desk-chair and his voice had changed from rasping efficiency to an unctuous familiarity with sin and with the Almighty.
— from Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis

How differently did he and they love existence, not as coming from blind and confused “will,” which we curse because we cannot destroy it; but loving existence as a place, so to speak, where greatness joined with humanity is possible, and where even the greatest restraint of form, such as submission to the caprice of priests and princes, could not suppress either the pride, chivalric feeling, the grace or the intellect of individuals, but could, on the contrary, be felt as a charm and incentive, as a welcome contrast to innate self-glorification and distinction and the inherited power of volition and passion.
— from The Dawn of Day by Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

Three of his servants were killed; Don Cornelio was lying wounded on the ground; while Don Sebastian, with his back against a block of granite, was desperately defending himself against five or six bandits who assailed him.
— from The Gold-Seekers: A Tale of California by Gustave Aimard

He reached his old camp soon after five—this, at any rate, was the hour at which he set his watch on finding that it had run down during his absence.
— from Erewhon Revisited Twenty Years Later, Both by the Original Discoverer of the Country and by His Son by Samuel Butler

Hood was furious at this spiritless acceptance of defeat; and in his despatch to Whitehall censured the troops for not making a timely effort; [270] but as David Dundas had all along opined that the place was untenable, he decided to hold a council of war.
— from William Pitt and the Great War by J. Holland (John Holland) Rose

It certainly is true that the devil had things largely his own way about that time here in France; but it does not necessarily follow that in this particular matter the devil directly had a hand.
— from The Christmas Kalends of Provence And Some Other Provençal Festivals by Thomas A. (Thomas Allibone) Janvier

Kell, still in the Bermudas, was not coming back to school until after Christmas, and Fay, while she still called Eugenia her dearest, divided her affections with a blonde girl from Ohio.
— from The Little Colonel's Holidays by Annie F. (Annie Fellows) Johnston

I us'd to scatter pleasures when I came, And every servant shar'd his lord's delight; But now Suspicion and Distrust dwell here, And Discontent maintains a sullen sway.
— from Percy: A Tragedy by Hannah More

During dinner he addressed himself to me several times, putting questions to me with reference to our recent operations in Corsica—that happening to be one of the topics of conversation; and after the meal was over he invited me to haul alongside, and chatted with me quite half an hour upon the same subject.
— from Under the Meteor Flag: Log of a Midshipman during the French Revolutionary War by Harry Collingwood

Mr. Darcy dispatched him about his business, folded the document, put it in his pocket-book, and took his hat and cane to go.
— from A Changed Heart: A Novel by May Agnes Fleming

She stroked the dove's satiny plumage gently—and then drew back a little into shadow as she saw Robin Clifford step out from the porch into the garden and hurriedly interrupt the advance of a woman who just then pushed open the outer gate—a slatternly-looking creature with dark dishevelled hair and a face which might have been handsome, but for its unmistakable impress of drink and dissipation.
— from Innocent : her fancy and his fact by Marie Corelli

In this dismal distress he applied to Fenwick to get his friend Motley to send them free from Portsmouth.
— from Mary Lamb by Anne (Anne Burrows) Gilchrist