Open stood the lid of the work-box, open the top drawer; duly and impartially was each succeeding drawer opened in turn: not an article of their contents but was lifted and unfolded, not a paper but was glanced over, not a little box but was unlidded; and beautiful was the adroitness, exemplary the care with which the search was accomplished.
— from Villette by Charlotte Brontë

More, he caused sweet water to be conveyed to the gates of Newgate and Ludgate, for relief of the prisoners there.
— from The Survey of London by John Stow

“Good or not, at least he beat you.”
— from Dead Souls by Nikolai Vasilevich Gogol

if Orch, n. a limit; rim Oriad, n. a puffing, a panting Oriadur, n. a time-piece, watch Oriain, v. to puff, to pant: n. utterance; panting Oriog, a. having fits, fickle Oriol, a. belonging to the hour Oriawr, n. time-piece, watch Oriel, n. a porch, gallery Orig, n. a little while; adv.
— from A Pocket Dictionary: Welsh-English by William Richards

The wastes of his weary brain were haunted by shadowy images now—images of wealth and fame revolving obsequiously round his unextinguishable gift of noble and lofty expression.
— from Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad

I formed an attachment to a beautiful and intelligent young girl of noble and lofty character, the daughter of people much respected.
— from The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

The people of Ozaka, aware of the anti-foreign policy of the late Mikado and the former political opinions of Chôshiû, supposed that since the Court and Chôshiû had come into power, foreigners would be generally obnoxious, not any longer having the Tokugawa power to defend them; that was the reason of the populace having wrecked the various legations.
— from A Diplomat in Japan The inner history of the critical years in the evolution of Japan when the ports were opened and the monarchy restored, recorded by a diplomatist who took an active part in the events of the time, with an account of his personal experiences during that period by Ernest Mason Satow

[18] Water conveyed to the gaols of Newgate and Ludgate, 1432.
— from The Survey of London by John Stow

In the year 1414, the gaolers of Newgate and Ludgate died, and prisoners in Newgate to the number of sixty-four.
— from The Survey of London by John Stow

Thomas Knowles, grocer, sometime mayor of London, by license of Reynold, prior of St. Bartholomew’s in Smithfield, and also of John Wakering, master of the hospital of St. Bartholomew, and his brethren, conveyed the waste of water at the cistern near to the common fountain and chapel of St. Nicholas (situate by the said hospital) to the gaols of Newgate, and Ludgate, for the relief of the prisoners.
— from The Survey of London by John Stow

A large village had grown up near the mouth of the valley, wooden huts for the numerous gangs of navvies and laborers stood by the side of the railway.
— from Jack Archer: A Tale of the Crimea by G. A. (George Alfred) Henty

"It was well worth while, even though I'll have to go out now and look for another one."
— from Charred Wood by Kelley, Francis Clement, Bp.

they make no more of him, than of a shepherd, goatherd, or neatherd: a lazy Coridon, occupied in milking and shearing his herds and flocks, but more rudely and harshly than the herd or shepherd himself.
— from Essays of Michel de Montaigne — Complete by Michel de Montaigne

"That Miss Meynell married a gentleman of Normandy, and left one only child, a son.
— from Charlotte's Inheritance by M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon

We are both of Catholic houses, but I think none of us like what is going on now, and like to go on since"—here he dropped his voice almost to a whisper, and glanced upwards to the gallery which ran round the hall—"since
— from House of Torment A Tale of the Remarkable Adventures of Mr. John Commendone, Gentleman to King Phillip II of Spain at the English Court by Guy Thorne

dear, what is going on now at La Crampade?
— from The Works of Balzac: A linked index to all Project Gutenberg editions by Honoré de Balzac

In less than a quarter of an hour the trampling of horses’ hoofs was heard, and through the gloom of night a large body of horsemen was seen galloping up through the street of the ruined village.
— from A Voyage round the World A book for boys by William Henry Giles Kingston

The gentlemen of Natchez are less particular in their dress, though much
— from The South-West, by a Yankee. In Two Volumes. Volume 2 by J. H. (Joseph Holt) Ingraham