Though Iona enjoys less of the wildness of the Hebrides furthest west, it has their storm-winds and fogs and dark days, and their strangeness of isolation.
— from The Fairy-Faith in Celtic Countries by W. Y. (Walter Yeeling) Evans-Wentz

I was laid alone, for the first time; and, rousing from a dismal doze after a night of weeping, I lifted my hand to push the panels aside: it struck the table-top!
— from Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë

Feasting and merry-making followed; then, as the evening waned, Fred and Diana drove away through the moonlight to their new home, and Gilbert walked with Anne to Green Gables.
— from Anne of the Island by L. M. (Lucy Maud) Montgomery

Accompanied by his faithful and devoted daughter Antigone, Œdipus quitted Thebes and became a miserable and homeless outcast, begging his bread from place to place.
— from Myths and Legends of Ancient Greece and Rome by E. M. Berens

In my letters I only ask you for a direct, definite answer—yes or no; but instead of a direct answer, you contrive every day these ‘chance’ meetings with me and regale me with copy-book maxims!”
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

However, father and daughter did at last appear, and Miss Pross was ready at the street door to receive them.
— from A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens

A while they revel by the flood, Their temples stained with streams like blood, Then wander far away dispersed, Dark as huge clouds before they burst.
— from The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse by Valmiki

Early in my next day’s journey I overtook a little, stout, solemn man, walking very slowly with his toes turned out, sometimes reading in a book and sometimes marking the place with his finger, and dressed decently and plainly in something of a clerical style.
— from Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson

Diawlio, v. to call the devil Diaws, a. unapt Diawydd, a. without avidity Dib, n. a fall, a depth Dibaid, a. unceasing, incessant Dibaith, a. indistinct Diball, a. sure, infallible Dibara, a. not durable, short Dibarod, a. unprepared Dibarch, a void of respect Dibech, a. without sin, sinless Diben, a. headless, endless Dibenaeth, a. without a chief Diberchen, a. unpossessed Diberfedd, a. without entrails Diberthynas, a. irrelevant Diberygl, a. without danger Dibetrus, a. unhesitating Dibil, a. having no peel Dibl, n. a skirt; a daggle Diblaid, a. without party Diblant, a. childless Dible, n. skirts; daggles Dibleth, a. unplaited Diblaid, n. bedaggling Diblysg, a. without shell or husk Diblo, v. to daggle, to draggle Diblog, a. bedaggled Diblu, a. featherless, unfledged Diblwyf, a. having no parish Diblydd, a. not mellow or soft Diblyg, a. without a fold Dibobl, a without people Diboen, a. painless; unwearied Diboeth, a. without heat Diborth, a. helpless, unaided Dibr, n. a saddle Dibra, v. to put on a saddle Dibraidd, a. without flocks Dibrawf, a. without proof Dibres, a without copper Dibreswyl, a. having no abode Dibrid, a. priceless Dibridd, a. without earth Dibryn, a. unscanty, unscarce Dibrïod, a. unmarried Dibrudd, a. indiscreet Dibrwy, a. improvident Dibryd, a. inopportune Dibryder, a. without anxiety Dibryn, a. without purchase Dibrysur, a. not diligent Dibur, a. impure Dibwyll, a. senseless, witless Dibwys, a. not heavy, light Dibybyr, a. void of energy Dibyn, n. a steep, a hanging Dibynai, n. a pendulum Dibynaidd, a. pendulous Dibyniad, n.
— from A Pocket Dictionary: Welsh-English by William Richards

I felt a dreary disgust at the necessity of resuming relations which had no connection with the sentiment that bound me to Belem.
— from The Morgesons: A Novel by Elizabeth Stoddard

This sedition, menacing to the public security, endangering the sacred person of the king, and violating in the most audacious manner the authority of Parliament, surrounded our sovereign with a murderous yell and war-whoop for that peace which the noble lord considers as a cure for all domestic disturbances and dissatisfactions.
— from The Works of the Right Honourable Edmund Burke, Vol. 06 (of 12) by Edmund Burke

I attended several “social functions” in Rio—always from a discreet distance, “ a mocidade ,” which is the same foppish muster of youthful “intellectuals” that is known as “ la juventud ” in Spanish-America or “la jeunesse dorée” in France, was trying to establish a “Little Theater” for the exclusive use of the élite, “with a view to rehabilitating our histrionic art, so debilitated to-day.”
— from Working North from Patagonia Being the Narrative of a Journey, Earned on the Way, Through Southern and Eastern South America by Harry Alverson Franck

Christiania swings to a standstill (right and left) from a direct descent at a very high speed .
— from Ski-running by Katharine Furse

Responde tu mihi vicissim:—utrum spectaculum amœnius: rosa nitens et lactea in suo frutice, an decerpta digitis ac paulatim marcescens?
— from Notes and Queries, Number 233, April 15, 1854 A Medium of Inter-communication for Literary Men, Artists, Antiquaries, Genealogists, etc. by Various

Its rapids and its whirlpools, its placid lakes, its frothy torrents, its windings and its turnings, its ebbs and flows, are discussed, detailed, and descanted on with all the hacknied precision of the craft, as though his heart was a bill of exchange, or the current of his affection a disputed mill-stream.
— from Nuts and Nutcrackers by Charles James Lever

An Action of Declarator is “for a decree defining and declaring the right of the pursuer,” [103] and the evidence in Court was given by Counsel only.
— from The Life of Sophia Jex-Blake by Graham Travers

Afterwards the greater part of these councillors, lords, and judges—that is to say, the number of thirty-six—did in the presence and hearing of the Queen of Scots at Fotheringay, at divers days and times in public place, very exactly, uprightly, and with great deliberation, examine all the matters and offences whereof she was accused, and all the circumstances thereof, and heard also what the same Queen did or [Pg 137] could say for her defence.
— from The Last Days of Mary Stuart, and the journal of Bourgoyne her physician by Samuel Cowan

But a serious, severe spirit closed it again: "Unhappy one, love no one again; for a dark, destroying angel goes behind thy love with a sword, and whatever rosy lip thou pressest to thine he touches with the sharp edge or poisoned point, and it withers or bleeds to death!"
— from Titan: A Romance. v. 2 (of 2) by Jean Paul