Sometimes when there has been a long drought and a heavy shower of rain is poured down upon the earth by the angels at the bidding of God to cool the parched verdure, they will assemble their legions, bringing with them invisible cocoa-nut shells, one for each drop of rain.
— from Malay Magic Being an introduction to the folklore and popular religion of the Malay Peninsula by Walter William Skeat

No soldier could face either danger or responsibility more calmly than he.
— from Personal Memoirs of U. S. Grant, Complete by Ulysses S. (Ulysses Simpson) Grant

ANCHORITE L OVE’S anchorite, within my lonely cell, His breviary I learn you every day, And Aves to my sainted Mary say, As all my rosary I careful tell: While on thy picture sweet my fond eyes dwell, Or rapt upon thy treasured story pore, Which, ending, leaves me yet to hunger more, And still athirst to seek again the well.
— from Renascence: A Book of Verse by Walter Crane

Manners and Customs Constitution of the Assiniboin Family; Kinship. —There are terms for each degree of relationship and the collateral branches.
— from Indian Tribes of the Upper Missouri Edited with Notes and Biographical Sketch by Edwin Thompson Denig

He did not know Emmanuel's reasons for scowling at the rich snobs who came to gratify him with their indiscreet visits; they were prodigal of fine phrases and eulogy; but they no more thought of helping him in his poverty than the famous friends of César Franck ever dreamed of releasing him from the piano-lessons which he had to give up to the last to make a living.
— from Jean-Christophe Journey's End by Romain Rolland

We've just got to be able to forestall even dear old Roxbury.
— from The Husbands of Edith by George Barr McCutcheon

E come questa imagine rompeo se' per se' stessa, a guisa d'una bulla cui manca l'acqua sotto qual si feo, surse in mia visione una fanciulla piangendo forte, e dicea: <<O regina, perche' per ira hai voluto esser nulla?
— from La Divina Commedia di Dante: Complete by Dante Alighieri

Various high medical authorities have expressed their surprise that the dying seldom feel either dismay or regret.
— from The Pleasures of Life by Lubbock, John, Sir