But, even in the paroxysms of faction, the Roman retained his gravity, his respect for law, and his tenderness for the lives of his fellow citizens.
— from Lays of Ancient Rome by Macaulay, Thomas Babington Macaulay, Baron

Flowers large, axillary, solitary.
— from The Medicinal Plants of the Philippines by T. H. (Trinidad Hermenegildo) Pardo de Tavera

"I feel like a prisoner on the rack when they stopped turning it," Miss Oliver said to Rilla, as they went to church on Easter morning.
— from Rilla of Ingleside by L. M. (Lucy Maud) Montgomery

It is two hours, and ten minutes—and no more—cried my father, looking at his watch, since Dr. Slop and Obadiah arrived—and I know not how it happens, Brother Toby—but to my imagination it seems almost an age.
— from The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman by Laurence Sterne

From these it appears that their houses were at first low and mean, like cottages, made of any sort of timber, and were built with mud walls and thatched with straw.
— from Utopia by More, Thomas, Saint

Finding, at length, how matters stood, they gave a shout, and taking advantage of a great comber which came swelling in, rearing its head, and lifting up the stern of our boat nearly perpendicular, and again dropping it in the trough, they gave three or four long and strong pulls, and went in on top of the great wave, throwing their oars overboard, and as far from the boat as they could throw them, and jumping out the instant that the boat touched the beach, and then seizing hold of her and running her up high and dry upon the sand.
— from Two Years Before the Mast by Richard Henry Dana

The tetragrammaton is not the name of the number four , but the word which expresses the name of God in four letters, and is always applied to the Hebrew word only.
— from The Symbolism of Freemasonry Illustrating and Explaining Its Science and Philosophy, Its Legends, Myths and Symbols by Albert Gallatin Mackey

It is full winter now: the trees are bare, Save where the cattle huddle from the cold Beneath the pine, for it doth never wear The autumn’s gaudy livery whose gold Her jealous brother pilfers, but is true To the green doublet; bitter is the wind, as though it blew From Saturn’s cave; a few thin wisps of hay Lie on the sharp black hedges, where the wain Dragged the sweet pillage of a summer’s day From the low meadows up the narrow lane; Upon the half-thawed snow the bleating sheep Press close against the hurdles, and the shivering house-dogs creep From the shut stable to the frozen stream And back again disconsolate, and miss The bawling shepherds and the noisy team; And overhead in circling listlessness The cawing rooks whirl round the frosted stack, Or crowd the dripping boughs; and in the fen the ice-pools crack p. 188 Where the gaunt bittern stalks among the reeds And flaps his wings, and stretches back his neck, And hoots to see the moon; across the meads Limps the poor frightened hare, a little speck; And a stray seamew with its fretful cry Flits like a sudden drift of snow against the dull grey sky.
— from Poems, with The Ballad of Reading Gaol by Oscar Wilde

Well , Cymbeline , and others, depend for their illusion on the character of the various dresses worn by the hero or the heroine; the delightful scene in Henry the Sixth , on the modern miracles of healing by faith, loses all its point unless Gloster is in black and scarlet; and the dénoûment of the Merry Wives of Windsor hinges on the colour of Anne Page’s gown.
— from Intentions by Oscar Wilde

Then he closed his eyes, and staggering a single step, fell forward to the ground, and lay there on his face like a log.
— from The Deserter, and Other Stories: A Book of Two Wars by Harold Frederic

The few specimens of this genus that have been observed are rather different; and it may be that only the two first species described in the following lines are true Medusettida; they possess the usual distinctly alveolate feet, and are derived from the similar Medusetta or Gazelletta simply by multiplication of the feet.
— from Report on the Radiolaria Collected by H.M.S. Challenger During the Years 1873-1876, Second Part: Subclass Osculosa; Index Report on the Scientific Results of the Voyage of H.M.S. Challenger During the Years 1873-76, Vol. XVIII by Ernst Haeckel

But something in Jerrie's face, like Arthur's, mastered him, and, stooping down, he kissed the parched lips through which the breath came so hotly, wondering as he did so what Dolly would say if she could see him, a white-haired man of forty-five, kissing a young girl of twenty, and that girl Jerrie Crawford.
— from Gretchen: A Novel by Mary Jane Holmes

[Pg 569] Another report started by Fitzhugh Lee as coming from his cousin, G. W. C. Lee, was that General Lee said that he “sent an officer to Longstreet to stay with and show him the roads.”
— from From Manassas to Appomattox: Memoirs of the Civil War in America by James Longstreet

The American government has included in its humanitarian pure food laws a prohibition on the importation of green tea, which is colored in the pot over the fire with Prussian blue, indigo, talc and gypsum.
— from China Revolutionized by John Stuart Thomson

But those tides in me, to be poured out to him, required his full leisure, and never found it.
— from The Confessions of St. Augustine by Augustine, Saint, Bishop of Hippo

Bill was an extremely sensitive man and his senses were trained even to the half-psychic, mysterious vibrations of the forest life, and he had a distant premonition of disaster.
— from The Snowshoe Trail by Edison Marshall

A certain kind of horses, very much à la mode , called steppers, are constructed after an entirely different fashion; they strike out with their fore legs, and drag their hind-parts after them.
— from New Method of Horsemanship Including the Breaking and Training of Horses, with Instructions for Obtaining a Good Seat. by François Baucher

I am afraid, however, that I shall not be long with you; for though I doat upon the brig, the Duke of N— and Lord George — have given the first Lord a damned whigging for not promoting me sooner; and between ourselves—I don’t wish it to go further—my post commission goes out with me to Barbadoes.”
— from Frank Mildmay; Or, the Naval Officer by Frederick Marryat

Under our windows the white street runs south-eastward, and along it scouting cars and cycling corps rush to the fighting lines, and military motor-cars hurry impatiently, carrying Belgian staff officers; the ammunition wagons lumber along, and the troops march in a long file, to disappear round the turn of the road.
— from A Journal of Impressions in Belgium by May Sinclair