[6318] his sister, his spouse, undefiled, the only daughter of her mother, dear unto her, fair as the moon, pure as the sun, looking out as the morning; that by these figures, that glass, these spiritual eyes of contemplation, we might perceive some resemblance of his beauty, the love between his church and him.
— from The Anatomy of Melancholy by Robert Burton

He, with a knowing look, locked the outer door upon her—then unlocked and opened the inner one, and calling out, "Colonel, you're wanted," led her into the back parlour, which he occupied.
— from Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray

It is told of one man upon the reservation that having deliberately killed an eagle in defiance of the ordinances he was constantly haunted by dreams of fierce eagles swooping down upon him, until the nightmare was finally exorcised after a long course of priestly treatment.
— from Myths of the Cherokee Extract from the Nineteenth Annual Report of the Bureau of American Ethnology by James Mooney

They had nearly beaten the life out of him when he fell over and pretended to be dead until he saw a good chance to jump up and get away.
— from Myths of the Cherokee Extract from the Nineteenth Annual Report of the Bureau of American Ethnology by James Mooney

They have made a Latin hymn upon the valor of the king, and are singing it as they go: Mille, mille, mille, Mille, mille, mille, Decollavimus, unus homo!
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 1 by Edgar Allan Poe

But this expedient of adducing empirical proofs, instead of a deduction from a priori sources of knowledge, is denied us here in respect to the pure practical faculty of reason.
— from The Critique of Practical Reason by Immanuel Kant

But evil things, in robes of sorrow, Assailed the monarch’s high estate; (Ah, let us mourn, for never morrow Shall dawn upon him, desolate!)
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 2 by Edgar Allan Poe

She remained shaken with her grief, and slipped down upon her knees.
— from Jude the Obscure by Thomas Hardy

Then while the dust upon him hung, The monarch to Kauśalyá clung, And she with mournful steps and slow Turned to the palace, worn with woe.
— from The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse by Valmiki

That depends upon how it is held.
— from Darwiniana; Essays and Reviews Pertaining to Darwinism by Asa Gray

"That's a damn'd unfair handicap anyway.
— from The Underworld The Story of Robert Sinclair, Miner by James C. Welsh

The man was, however, so overcome at the first view of le Téméraire that he hastily delivered up his letter, and threw down the blood-stained gauntlet, which he carried as a gage of war, without uttering a word.
— from Charles the Bold, Last Duke of Burgundy, 1433-1477 by Ruth Putnam

And when he made up his mind to save the young heiress of his house from the locusts, and to keep her free from all connections or associations which might be a drag upon her in future times, he had been honestly unconscious that he was doing wrong to Nature.
— from Ombra by Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant

"If not, why, I'll have to make a widow of her and then marry her;" and the face of the colonel proved that he meant what he said, while, after a moment, he added: "It strikes me that a man who has been such a wretch as this fellow is, has done that which would place him behind prison bars, and perhaps stretch his neck, so I'll put the detectives upon his track, and see what they can discover of his past career;" and with this determination Colonel Ivey sought the supper room, now cheered with the thought that his separation from those he loved was but temporary.
— from Wizard Will, the Wonder Worker by Prentiss Ingraham

He had not found time to seek the aisle manager with Mr. Rexford’s note before Mr. Keene’s messenger had swooped down upon him.
— from Harry Harding's Year of Promise by Alfred Raymond

Towards noon the clouds gradually dispersed and the sun blazed down upon him.
— from The Bushranger's Secret by Clarke, Henry, Mrs.

And yet—his thought would dwell upon her as she stood on the step, her arm around Belle, the laughter fading from her face.
— from Mr. Pat's Little Girl: A Story of the Arden Foresters by Mary Finley Leonard