Tufto was charmed, and Rawdon roared with delighted laughter, and swore that she was better than any play he ever saw, by Jove.
— from Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray

The only point where human bliss stands still, And tastes the good without the fall to ill; Where only merit constant pay receives, Is blest in what it takes, and what it gives; The joy unequalled, if its end it gain, And if it lose, attended with no pain; Without satiety, though e’er so blessed,
— from An Essay on Man; Moral Essays and Satires by Alexander Pope

The Jesuits had returned from exile shortly before, and were restricted to teaching work in those parishes in the missionary district where collections were few and danger was great.
— from Lineage, Life and Labors of José Rizal, Philippine Patriot by Austin Craig

"That's the interferingest chap I ever see, but I forgive him and do hope Mrs. March is coming right away," said Hannah, with an air of relief, when Jo told the good news.
— from Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

Observing these marks of emotion, ‘I don’t wonder (said she) to see you concerned at the back-slidings of so near a relation; a man of his years and infirmities: These are fine doings, truly—This is a rare example, set by a guardian, for the benefit of his pupils—
— from The Expedition of Humphry Clinker by T. (Tobias) Smollett

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— from Anne of Green Gables by L. M. (Lucy Maud) Montgomery

Mrs. Cheprakov, a very stout elderly lady, with slanting, Chinese eyes, sat by the window, in a big chair, knitting a stocking.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

The haughtiest hearts at length their rage resign, And gifts can conquer every soul but thine.
— from The Iliad by Homer

There are the average number of Dutch Italianate painters, Jan Both and the rest, men who employed southern backgrounds and improvised bastard Italian figures.
— from Promenades of an Impressionist by James Huneker

I meant ‘how many years ——’” “Only got two ears,” said Bruno.
— from Sylvie and Bruno Concluded (Illustrated) by Lewis Carroll

He chuckled; and the sound of that chuckle in his ears somehow brought back his resolve to carry on, to pass out, if so he must, fighting.
— from The Drums of Jeopardy by Harold MacGrath

"No —" said Elizabeth slowly, — "but more than I am ready to make."
— from Hills of the Shatemuc by Susan Warner

Diamonds trumps, eh?" said Belle, laying the note down till he should have leisure to attend to it.
— from Beatrice Boville and Other Stories by Ouida

But the practical realisation of the ideal need not involve that education should be free from the lowest to the topmost rung of the so-called educational ladder.
— from The Children: Some Educational Problems by Alexander Darroch

Within its billowy bosom rocked in sleep;— The other, rippling from thy crystal fount, A tinkle sweet of elves, and fays, and flowers, Legends borne down from woodland, vale, and mount, Departed homes, and haunted shrines and towers;— Flow on,—until this trancèd ear shall be, But one more memory that is merged in thee!
— from The Strife of the Roses and Days of the Tudors in the West by W. H. Hamilton (William Henry Hamilton) Rogers

But when she came close, which she did, with an engaging smile, Beatrice saw that her face was covered with innumerable fine wrinkles, and that she was painted and powdered, and made up--as the saying is--to within an inch of her life.
— from The Black Patch by Fergus Hume

“The affairs of the future do not exhibit themselves in delicately coloured hues to this person,” said Yang Hu; “and he would, if the thing could be so arranged, cheerfully submit to a similar fate in order that a longer period of existence should be assured to one who has every variety of claim upon his affection.”
— from The Wallet of Kai Lung by Ernest Bramah