lib. 2.—dos ipsa scientia sibique congiarium est.
— from The Anatomy of Melancholy by Robert Burton

“I don’t doubt it,” said St. Clare.
— from Uncle Tom's Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe

Take of the flakes of Iron infused in Vinegar seven days and dried, three drams, Indian Spikenard, Schœnanth, Cypress, Ginger, Pepper, Bishop’s weed, Frankincense, of each half an ounce, Myrobalans, Indian Bellericks, and Emblicks, Honey boiled with the decoction of Emblicks, sixteen ounces, mix them together, and make of them an electuary.
— from The Complete Herbal To which is now added, upwards of one hundred additional herbs, with a display of their medicinal and occult qualities physically applied to the cure of all disorders incident to mankind: to which are now first annexed, the English physician enlarged, and key to Physic. by Nicholas Culpeper

'Remain silently outside the door; I shall soon call you.'
— from Autobiography of a Yogi by Paramahansa Yogananda

Noot I not how, but sin that I was wrought, Ne felte I swich a confort, dar I seye; She comth to-night, my lyf, that dorste I leye!'
— from Troilus and Criseyde by Geoffrey Chaucer

And here they shall cite their doctors invincible, subtle, seraphic, cherubic, holy, irrefragable, and such like great names to confirm their several assertions.
— from In Praise of Folly Illustrated with Many Curious Cuts by Desiderius Erasmus

The next morning, at daybreak, I summoned sufficient courage, and unlocked the door of my laboratory.
— from Frankenstein; Or, The Modern Prometheus by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

Again, for some time, we were both silent; yet, unwilling to leave him to reflections which could not but be to my disadvantage, I summoned sufficient courage to say, “There is no young creature, my Lord, who so greatly wants, or so earnestly wishes for, the advice and assistance of her friends, as I do: I am new to the world, and unused to acting for myself;-my intentions are never willfully blameable, yet I err perpetually!-I have hitherto been blessed with the most affectionate of friends, and, indeed, the ablest of men, to guide and instruct me upon every
— from Evelina, Or, the History of a Young Lady's Entrance into the World by Fanny Burney

“So do I,” said St. Clare, peeling his orange; “I’m repenting of it all the time.”
— from Uncle Tom's Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe

A party of jolly young German tourists in loose clothes, with red books in their hands, and their field-glasses hanging by straps across their shoulders, try to rid themselves of [Pg 121] the flower-girls dressed in sham Sabine costumes, and utter exclamations of astonishment and admiration when they themselves are almost run down by a couple of the giant Royal Grenadiers, each six feet five or thereabouts, besides nine inches, or so, of crested helmet aloft, gorgeous, gigantic and spotless.
— from Ave Roma Immortalis, Vol. 1 Studies from the Chronicles of Rome by F. Marion (Francis Marion) Crawford

"My disease is shorter," she commented, [173] after a moment of reflection, "but I'll bet it feels worse."
— from Flower of the Dusk by Myrtle Reed

And in no trope at all, against him there: For at the prison-gate, just a few steps Outside, already, in the doubtful dawn, Thither, from this side and from that, slow sweep And settle down in silence solidly, Crow-wise, the frightful Brotherhood of Death."
— from An Introduction to the Study of Browning by Arthur Symons