The dustman was there with his cart, which was full, and looked like a sample of streets on moving-day.
— from Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen by H. C. (Hans Christian) Andersen

The only charge objected against Paetus Thrasea was, that he had a melancholy cast of features, and looked like a schoolmaster.
— from The Lives of the Twelve Caesars, Complete by Suetonius

Of the first grade the leading features are long locks and smiles; of the second frogged coats and frowns.
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven Edition Table Of Contents And Index Of The Five Volumes by Edgar Allan Poe

Go, bid all my friends again: Lucius, Lucullus, and Sempronius- all.
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

And to the floor a lustre lent As stars light up the firmament.
— from The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse by Valmiki

"I suppose your brother told you these papers were rather valuable; did he not?" asked Mrs. Ford a little later, as she brought Grace a rather bulky package.
— from The Outdoor Girls at Rainbow Lake; Or, The Stirring Cruise of the Motor Boat Gem by Laura Lee Hope

They toke ther place in middis of the mede, And every knight turnid his horsis hede To his felow, and lightly laid a spere Into the rest, and so justis began On every part aboutin here and there; Some brake his spere, some threw down horse and man, About the felde astray the stedis ran; And to behold their rule and govirnance I you ensure it was a grete plesaunce.
— from The Works of John Dryden, Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes; Vol. 12 (of 18) by John Dryden

What sort of sense is thare to King Leer, who goze round cussin his darters, chawin hay and throin straw at folks, and larfin like a silly old koot and makin a ass of hisself ginerally?
— from The Complete Works of Artemus Ward (HTML edition) by Artemus Ward

But Stella only hid her face a little lower, and spoke no word.
— from The Lamp in the Desert by Ethel M. (Ethel May) Dell

Suddenly his hand struck something that 219 felt a little like a saddle.
— from Merry Tales by Eleanor L. (Eleanor Louise) Skinner

Go, bid all my friends again: Lucius, Lucullus, and Sempronius; all: I'll once more feast the rascals.
— from The Life of Timon of Athens by William Shakespeare

"Yes, but she wouldn't take it; and, of course, that wasn't new , either," finished Genevieve, with what she hoped would pass for a light laugh as she turned away.
— from The Sunbridge Girls at Six Star Ranch by Eleanor H. (Eleanor Hodgman) Porter

she demanded, pausing before him, poised on one foot, and looking like a Sibyl herself.
— from The Luminous Face by Carolyn Wells

He had regained his former kindly manner, and bade the boy good-night with all his accustomed heartiness; but as Barry turned for a last look and saw the stooping figure return through the gate, accompanied by the graceful Borzoi, a fury of rage gripped his generous young heart.
— from The Making of a Soul by Kathlyn Rhodes