Onelie this will I ad, to the end all men shall vnderstand somewhat of the great masses of treasure dailie emploied vpon our nauie, how there are few of those ships, of the first and second sort, that being apparelled and made readie to sale, are not woorth one thousand pounds, or thrée thousand ducats at the least, if they should presentlie be sold.
— from Holinshed Chronicles: England, Scotland, and Ireland. Volume 1, Complete by William Harrison

The peasantry gradually sinking into the most abject poverty; the gentry living on loans; the laws set at defiance; the demand for rents answered by assassination; a fierce faction existing in the bowels of the land, as if for the express purpose of inflaming every passion of an ignorant people into frenzy, and deepening every visitation of nature into national ruin.
— from Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 61, No. 378, April, 1847 by Various

"But I will tell you now, Ogilvie—now that I am speaking to any one about it," said he—and he spoke in a rapid, deep, earnest voice, obviously not caring much what his companion might think, so that he could relieve his overburdened
— from Macleod of Dare by William Black

Their object was to deduce every variety of natural phenomena from a fundamental unity of substance.
— from The Greek Philosophers, Vol. 1 (of 2) by Alfred William Benn

The object of the government had been to destroy every vestige of nationality in the conquered race.
— from History of the Reign of Philip the Second King of Spain, Vol. 3 And Biographical & Critical Miscellanies by William Hickling Prescott

Every high hill, every dell, every vale or nook seemed richly coated with a living green of rich grass, and set about with cedars from twelve to twenty-five feet high, like an old orchard.
— from The Autobiography of Parley Parker Pratt One of the Twelve Apostles of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, Embracing His Life, Ministry, and Travels by Parley P. (Parley Parker) Pratt

The deep, even voice of Nathaniel North sounded through that terrible denunciation of unholy riches with a gravity of conviction far more impressive than the anger of the modern muck-raker.
— from The Unknown Quantity: A Book of Romance and Some Half-Told Tales by Henry Van Dyke