And as long As water flows, as trees are green with leaves As the sun shines and eke the silver moon, As long as rivers flow, and billows roar, So long will I upon this much wept tomb, Tell passers by, “Midas lies buried here.”
— from The Lives and Opinions of Eminent Philosophers by Diogenes Laertius

Customers came in, as the forenoon advanced, but rather slowly; in some cases, too, it must be owned, with little satisfaction either to themselves or Miss Hepzibah; nor, on the whole, with an aggregate of very rich emolument to the till.
— from The House of the Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne

But if the facts A B C D are carefully looked into and thereby resolved into the facts A´ B´´ R S , a suggestion will automatically present itself different from that called up by the facts in their first form.
— from How We Think by John Dewey

As much of the country north and south of Winesburg was devoted to fruit and berry raising, Seth saw wagon-loads of berry pickers—boys, girls, and women—going to the fields in the morning and returning covered with dust in the evening.
— from Winesburg, Ohio: A Group of Tales of Ohio Small Town Life by Sherwood Anderson

As a consequence, his unstockinged toes showed through his gaping shoes; the dingy suit of prison stripes which covered his gaunt frame was frayed and tattered; his hair had not been recently cut to the prison fashion, and, being rebellious, stood out upon his head like bristles; and his beard, which, like his hair, was heavily dashed with gray, had not been shaved for weeks.
— from The Inmate Of The Dungeon 1894 by W. C. Morrow

"Well, that's no reason we have to stay cooped up, is it?" demanded Jack, as he turned to hunt around for some object which could be used for a battering ram so as to force the barricaded door of the barn.
— from The Banner Boy Scouts; or, The Struggle for Leadership by George A. Warren

Several of the men dropped their oars and fell back, but the boats still held rapidly on their way, and in two or three minutes were safe from anything but random shot.
— from Jack Archer: A Tale of the Crimea by G. A. (George Alfred) Henty

The clearing was bounded on the east by a wall of flame, a bloody red, streaked here and there by the black resinous smoke.
— from Scott Burton, Forester by Edward G. (Edward Gheen) Cheyney

This made a great impression on my mind, and I really lived in this faith until some years ago it happened upon a stormy night I was kindly escorted from a bleak railway station to the little out-of-the-way town it represented by a sprightly and vivacious newsman, to whom I propounded, as we went along under my umbrella—he being most excellent company—this old question, what was the one all-absorbing passion of the human soul?
— from Speeches: Literary and Social by Charles Dickens

In fact, as Brantome relates, she had told of her son’s triumph the evening before, and narrated several circumstances of the battle.
— from The Works of Balzac: A linked index to all Project Gutenberg editions by Honoré de Balzac