I was delighted to hear that no one suspected that I had spent the fortnight within five leagues of Brunswick.
— from The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, 1725-1798. Complete by Giacomo Casanova

Now, that the earth might not fall away upon the elevation of this bank to a greater height, they further laid other beams over cross them, and thereby bound those beams together that lay lengthways.
— from The Wars of the Jews; Or, The History of the Destruction of Jerusalem by Flavius Josephus

Previous to our leaving for Tezcuco, however, various deliberations took place as to which would be the most eligible spot for launching our brigantines.
— from The Memoirs of the Conquistador Bernal Diaz del Castillo, Vol 1 (of 2) Written by Himself Containing a True and Full Account of the Discovery and Conquest of Mexico and New Spain. by Bernal Díaz del Castillo

Drummond of Hawthornden states that Ben Jonson told him that Spenser "died for lack of bread in King Street, and refused 20 pieces sent to him by my Lord of Essex, and said He was sorrie he had no time to spend them."
— from Spenser's The Faerie Queene, Book I by Edmund Spenser

"But you don't keep the fish long on board, do you, uncle?" asked Ben.
— from Little Folks (September 1884) A Magazine for the Young by Various

Some blue-eyed damsel with a tender skin And milkwhite dainty hands by force to win— This might be well in days when men bore loss And fought for Latin or Byzantine Cross; When Jack and Rudolf did like fools contend, And for a simple wench their valor spend— When Pepin held a synod at Leptine, And times than now were much less wise and fine.
— from Poems by Victor Hugo

But seeing that the Celts were discontented at the lengthened continuance of the war within their borders, and were in a state of restless hurry to invade the enemy’s territory,—on the pretence of hatred for Rome, but in reality from love of booty,—he determined to break up his camp as soon as possible, and satisfy the desires of his army.
— from The Histories of Polybius, Vol. 1 (of 2) by Polybius

About 10 a.m. the heavy firing in that direction, and its steady approach, satisfied me; and General Wallace being on our right flank with his well-conducted division, I led the head of my column to General McClernand's right, formed line of battle, facing south, with Buckland's brigade directly across the ridge, and Stuart's brigade on its right in the woods; and thus advanced, steadily and slowly, under a heavy fire of musketry and artillery.
— from Memoirs of General William T. Sherman — Complete by William T. (William Tecumseh) Sherman

The latter was growing weak from loss of blood.
— from A Boy Trooper with Sheridan by Stanton P. Allen

At intervals as they rose, wheeling round and round, they struck at each other, and becoming locked together fell like one bird for a considerable distance; then they would separate and mount again, shrieking and barking.
— from Birds and Man by W. H. (William Henry) Hudson

She was pale and weak from loss of blood, but composed and quiet.
— from A Struggle for Rome, v. 2 by Felix Dahn

London: Printed for Longman, Orme, Brown, Green, and Longmans, Paternoster-Row. 1838.
— from The Old English Herbals by Eleanour Sinclair Rohde

From the ruined wall in the north to Vectis in the south blood and ruin and ashes covered the fair land of Britain.
— from The Last of the Legions and Other Tales of Long Ago by Arthur Conan Doyle

With a blanket in the bow of her boat, a few loaves of bread, and some meal in a coarse linen bag, she started up the river.
— from Malaeska: The Indian Wife of the White Hunter by Ann S. (Ann Sophia) Stephens

Lindley, faint from loss of blood, staggered toward the boy.
— from Ainslee's, Vol. 15, No. 6, July 1905 by Various

Department of Navigation, Officers' Material School, Naval Auxiliary Reserve [Pg 6] CONTENTS Foreward List of Books Consulted Preface WEEK I—PILOTING Tuesday Lecture
— from Lectures in Navigation by Ernest Gallaudet Draper

Almost fainting from loss of blood, he was lifted upon another horse, and remained on the field through the entire day.
— from The Secret Service, the Field, the Dungeon, and the Escape by Albert D. (Albert Deane) Richardson