This work contains the text, critically edited and accompanied by a prose German translation, of nearly 8000 stanzas, which are culled from the whole field of classical Sanskrit literature and arranged according to the alphabetical order of the initial word.
— from A History of Sanskrit Literature by Arthur Anthony Macdonell

The profits of "protection" go altogether to a few score select persons—who, by favors of Congress, State legislatures, the banks, and other special advantages, are forming a vulgar aristocracy, full as bad as anything in the British or European castes, of blood, or the dynasties there of the past.
— from Complete Prose Works Specimen Days and Collect, November Boughs and Goodbye My Fancy by Walt Whitman

“He will be thinking we are still angry after yesterday, from our coming so late.
— from Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

In no world but a fallen one could such lands exist.
— from The Piazza Tales by Herman Melville

In the eye of reason and of law, in the estimation of relatives and friends, according to every received formality of civilised society, "Laura, Lady Glyde," lay buried with her mother in Limmeridge churchyard.
— from The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins

Among the colonists were half a dozen others who had done more or less at the same business; and, at the suggestion of Walker, who had gone out in the Rancocus as her first officer, captain Saunders laid in a provision of such articles as were necessary to set up the business.
— from The Crater; Or, Vulcan's Peak: A Tale of the Pacific by James Fenimore Cooper

Copies of the Guadalupe Virgin are common and familiar; one can scarcely look {21} in any direction in Mexico without seeing the representation upon the walls of a house, or pendent from the watch-chain of a passer-by; but the average reproduction is a great improvement upon the original, which is a dull and heavy daub, without any evidences of skill in its execution, or even the average degree of accuracy in drawing.
— from The Capitals of Spanish America by William Eleroy Curtis

"To Gatehouse Farm, of course," said Lionel.
— from In the Dead of Night: A Novel. Volume 1 (of 3) by T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson) Speight

A third-rate hawk may be so overjoyed at having for once captured some live creature, and so diffident about getting another before nightfall, that she will hang about and come back to her much-prized victim.
— from The Art and Practice of Hawking by E. B. (Edward Blair) Michell