This new misfortune was the work of the wicked Fairy of the Desert, who had come with the Yellow Dwarf to help him carry off the Princess, and had fallen in love with the handsome young King of the Gold Mines directly she saw him.
— from The Blue Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

"For God's sake, stop him from gambling, my dear," she said, "or he will ruin himself.
— from Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray

Nagpalámì siya ug katúlug ug wà gánì maghunàhúnàg digámu, She’s sleeping blissfully without even thinking about cooking breakfast.
— from A Dictionary of Cebuano Visayan by John U. Wolff

“Good morning, dear sir,” she responded as she rose.
— from Dead Souls by Nikolai Vasilevich Gogol

“ Das Land der Griechen mit der Seele suchen! ” says Goethe.
— from Cookery and Dining in Imperial Rome by Apicius

'And now the Argive squadron was sailing in order from Tenedos, and in the favouring stillness of the quiet moon sought the shores it knew; when the royal galley ran out a flame, and, protected by the gods' malign decrees, Sinon stealthily lets loose the imprisoned Grecians from their barriers of pine; the horse opens and restores them to the air; and joyfully issuing from the hollow wood, Thessander and Sthenelus the captains, and terrible Ulysses,
— from The Aeneid of Virgil by Virgil

“The late Mrs. Betteredge possessed a good many defects, sir,” says I. “One of them (if you will pardon my mentioning it) was never keeping to the matter in hand.
— from The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins

My father's bridge of truth shall stand Unharmed by my destructive hand: Not folly, ignorance, or greed My darkened soul shall thus mislead.
— from The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse by Valmiki

When Mischief made the Spider and the Gout, "My daughters," said she, "you may clearly vaunt That nowhere in a human haunt Are there two plagues more staunch and stout; Come, choose your dwellings where you would abide: Here are the hovels—narrow, dark, and poor, And there the palaces all gilt with pride, You have your choice—now, what can I say more?
— from The Fables of La Fontaine Translated into English Verse by Walter Thornbury and Illustrated by Gustave Doré by Jean de La Fontaine

I shall ever feel grateful to him for the first kind word I had received since the discomfiture; though I have sometimes had doubts, judging from the reïnstated appearance of his lips, whether he had taken more than half a glass: 'My dear Sir,' said he, 'when I had the pleasure to dine with you at your very agreeable party, there was one wine that had flavour very exemplary, ma foi!'
— from The Knickerbocker, Vol. 22, No. 4, October 1843 by Various

"Do you mean to say you are sorry those rascally pirates are gone?" "My dear sir," said the Chairman, very patiently, "I am finding no fault.
— from The Old Tobacco Shop A True Account of What Befell a Little Boy in Search of Adventure by William Bowen

“You are not the Governor, Monsieur Doltaire,” she said, more sharply still.
— from The Seats of the Mighty, Complete by Gilbert Parker

I had well-nigh won that crown Which endureth more than a knight's renown, When the pagan giant had got me down, Sore spent in the deadly grapple.
— from Poems by Adam Lindsay Gordon by Adam Lindsay Gordon

The bed in which I lay was wondrous soft and downy; and the cold gave me deep sleep, so that I awoke at a late hour to find the sun streaming through my rock window, and the negro telling me, as he was wont to do in the ship, that my bath was ready.
— from The Iron Pirate: A Plain Tale of Strange Happenings on the Sea by Max Pemberton

'And so you are afraid of goblins, my dear,' she said at last, with a faded sort of smile, turning toward me; 'well, if I were, I know what I should do—so soon as I, and good Mary Quince here, had got into my bed-chamber for the night, I should stir the fire into a good blaze, and bolt the door—do you see,
— from Uncle Silas: A Tale of Bartram-Haugh by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu