Your own fortune will make you independent of the Society’s aid; and thus you may still be spared the dishonour of breaking your promise and deserting the band you engaged to join.”
— from Jane Eyre: An Autobiography by Charlotte Brontë

Methinks it is time for us to get up and dress ourselves; but you have not now a long way before you to the city called Utgard.
— from The Elder Eddas of Saemund Sigfusson; and the Younger Eddas of Snorre Sturleson by Snorri Sturluson

“Glad to do our best, your ex’len-lency!” came a confused shout from the ranks.
— from War and Peace by Tolstoy, Leo, graf

Demetrius the grammarian finding in the temple of Delphos a knot of philosophers set chatting together, said to them,—[Plutarch, Treatise on Oracles which have ceased]—“Either I am much deceived, or by your cheerful and pleasant countenances, you are engaged in no, very deep discourse.”
— from Essays of Michel de Montaigne — Complete by Michel de Montaigne

"You either chuse this method of passing the evening because you are in each other's confidence and have secret affairs to discuss, or because you are conscious that your figures appear to the greatest advantage in walking;—if the first, I should be completely in your way;—and if the second, I can admire you much better as I sit by the fire."
— from Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

DEAR SIR: It is hard for me to conceive you would purposely do me an unkindness unless under the pressure of a sense of public duty, or because you do not believe me sincere.
— from Memoirs of General William T. Sherman — Complete by William T. (William Tecumseh) Sherman

[5] bañada por la luz del sol poniente, [6] parece una gran masa de oro bruñido; y otras veces las sombras nacidas de la distribución de las numerosas rocas repartidas en toda su superficie, desde su elevada cima hasta su anchurosa base, le dan un aspecto semi-violado, con tintes purpurinos notables y espléndidos.
— from Heath's Modern Language Series: The Spanish American Reader by Ernesto Nelson

I am here because I am a soldier and have to obey orders--I have taken an oath to obey, and I do obey; but you who have taken no such oath, why are you here and what cause do you represent?”
— from Twenty Years After by Alexandre Dumas

For your sacrilege you will pay with every last drop of blood you have in your scrawny old body--and now!"
— from Regeneration by Charles Dye

in a moment The night will be bright with dreams; Or, better, you'll sleep so sound all night
— from The Youth's Companion Volume LII, Number 11, Thursday, March 13, 1879 by Various

And the sweet stillness, down on bright young heads, With all their clustering locks, untouched by care, And bowed, as flowers are bowed with night—in prayer.
— from Religious Poems, Selected by Various

I wouldn't dream of burdening you with it.
— from Three Men and a Maid by P. G. (Pelham Grenville) Wodehouse

All the millions, however many there may be, are in your hands; they are to be disposed of by you under instructions from the Court as to the law.
— from The Works of Robert G. Ingersoll, Vol. 10 (of 12) Dresden Edition—Legal by Robert Green Ingersoll

My dear old boy, you shall have the snuggest den in London."
— from The Betrayal of John Fordham by B. L. (Benjamin Leopold) Farjeon

But that’s again so very small—though,” he pulled up with a drop to the comparative dismal, which he offered as an almost familiar tribute to Lord Theign, “you’ll retort upon me naturally that I promised you the possibility of Pappendick’s veto would be: all on the poor dear old basis, you’ll claim, of the wish father to the thought.
— from The Outcry by Henry James

If you habitually drink poppy juice, can you fail to be drowsy?" "Oh bless you!
— from At the Mercy of Tiberius by Augusta J. (Augusta Jane) Evans

it's past the skill of man to tell where he's to be found at a' times; there's not a dern nook, or cove, or corri, in the whole country, that he's not acquainted with.' 'And do others beside your master shelter him?' 'My master?—My master is in heaven,' answered Evan haughtily; and then immediately assuming his usual civility of manner—'But you mean my Chief;—no, he does not shelter Donald Bean Lean, nor any that are like him; he only allows him (with a smile) wood and water.'
— from Waverley; Or, 'Tis Sixty Years Since by Walter Scott