Puyra damgu, si Pulánung namatay nagdiwal ang dílà, Pulanu died with his tongue hanging out, may we not dream of him.
— from A Dictionary of Cebuano Visayan by John U. Wolff
Donde está el peligro, es en el caso de pequeños productores/distribuidores de temas o contenidos "originales" que no tienen los medios para cuidarse de la apropiación de sus productos ni de iniciar medidas jurídicas para el respeto de sus derechos.
— from Entretiens / Interviews / Entrevistas by Marie Lebert
Whether it were in consequence or in spite of his political creed, I do not mean to give an opinion, though I have one; but certain it is that he held therewith divers social principles not generally supposed to be true blue in colour.
— from Tom Brown's School Days by Thomas Hughes
Wà siyay natígum sa íyang kinitáan kay daghan siyag puya nga buhiun, He has not saved anything because he has so many children.
— from A Dictionary of Cebuano Visayan by John U. Wolff
They did something pretty nice for the corn belt when they drove you out of Hungary.
— from Plays by Susan Glaspell
11-19 of Dicks’ Standard Plays No. 1006.
— from How to Settle Accounts with your Laundress: An Original Farce, in One Act by J. Stirling (Joseph Stirling) Coyne
for this is the utmost lesson set us, to wit, to learn Christ as we find him revealed in the gospel: 'I determined,' saith Paul, 'not to know any thing among you, save Jesus Christ, and him crucified' (1 Cor 2:2).
— from Works of John Bunyan — Volume 01 by John Bunyan
“Does she paint now?”
— from Gray youth: The story of a very modern courtship and a very modern marriage by Oliver Onions
The Great King began by saying that if they wished to sacrifice to their deities, they might do so, provided no one could find them doing it; and if they wished to be drunk, they might be drunk when and where they pleased; but that if they did the two together, he would crucify every Magian in Persia.
— from Marzio's Crucifix, and Zoroaster by F. Marion (Francis Marion) Crawford
I brought it in to the fire, and there, as I held it in both hands—for, like a tame creature, it made not the slightest struggle—I discovered some printed numbers on one of its wings, 523, and lower down, Société de l’Espérance .
— from Robert Helmont: Diary of a Recluse, 1870-1871 by Alphonse Daudet
Only the poor and degraded suffer penalties now.
— from The Prince of India; Or, Why Constantinople Fell — Volume 01 by Lew Wallace
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