It concerns Mr. Frank, does it not?’ Kate sunk her head upon his shoulder, and sobbed out ‘Yes.’
— from Nicholas Nickleby by Charles Dickens

+ drēog I. n. keeping ( shoes ) in good condition , Æ: usefulness ?
— from A Concise Anglo-Saxon Dictionary For the Use of Students by J. R. Clark (John R. Clark) Hall

Do I not know, some winged things from far Are borne along illimitable night To dance their lives out in a single flight Between the moonrise and the setting star?
— from Artemis to Actaeon, and Other Verses by Edith Wharton

It was covered with enamelled bricks of red, white, blue, brown, and green {119} colors; but whether the previous towers were so decorated is not known, so that the Tower of Nankin cannot be brought forward as proving the architectural use of enamelled stone-ware at a very remote age.
— from The Ceramic Art A Compendium of The History and Manufacture of Pottery and Porcelain by Jennie J. Young

“Did I not know,” said Simontault, “that Nomer-fide would give us no cause to weep, but rather to laugh?
— from The Tales of the Heptameron, Vol. 4 (of 5) by Marguerite, Queen, consort of Henry II, King of Navarre

Pg 294] the evening, she finished with these words: “Why do I not know seven languages?
— from The art of taking a wife by Paolo Mantegazza

"Do I not know," she asked herself, "how Matilda will have flung away my letter before this?
— from The Lion's Whelp: A Story of Cromwell's Time by Amelia E. Barr

When Vidyuddhvaja’s parents said this to him, he answered them, “I will acquire, even in my childhood, heavenly arms by the force of asceticism; as for our empire over the world being unopposed by enemies, do I not know so much from the fact that our city is guarded by troops ever ready in their harness?”
— from The Kathá Sarit Ságara; or, Ocean of the Streams of Story by active 11th century Somadeva Bhatta

"But, now that peace is decided upon, and all but declared, I need keep silence no longer.
— from Punch or the London Charivari, Vol. 93, December 10, 1887 by Various

many a time, when, mid the Temple's blaze, O'er prostrate fools the sacred cist I raise, Did I not keep still proudly in my mind
— from The Complete Poems of Sir Thomas Moore Collected by Himself with Explanatory Notes by Thomas Moore