[Pg 178] in a verse written while he was in Paris in 1821:— “Gift of the Hero, on his dying day, To her who pitying watch’d, for ever nigh; Oh, could he see the proud, the happy ray, This relic lights up in her generous eye, Sighing, he’d feel how easy ’tis to pay A friendship all his kingdoms could not buy.”
— from England in the Days of Old by William Andrews

He said,—I'll tell you what else he said,—you're a kind, patient heart, and there's no need for you to fret,—he said, as he'd done you such injury, were there even no other consideration, he should deem it his duty to repair it, so far as possible, both by the offer of his hand, and, should it be accepted, by tender faithfulness for life."
— from The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 11, No. 63, January, 1863 A Magazine of Literature, Art, and Politics by Various

As I have already said, from the time when Richard appoints York as Regent, and leaves England, Shakespeare begins to think of himself as Richard, and from this moment to the end no one can help sympathizing with the unhappy King.
— from The Man Shakespeare and His Tragic Life Story by Frank Harris

As her loveliness ripened from bud to blossom under their eyes, no one could have said which was the proudest of their darling—the Rector or the Squire.
— from Barren Honour: A Novel by George A. (George Alfred) Lawrence