One man, in a red night-cap, with his cutlass in his mouth, had even got upon the top and thrown a leg across.
— from Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson

But as they found at last that it was not me they had to correct, but the thing itself, they gave up the task altogether, threw aside my writing, and printed the history without any notice whatever of Louis XIII.
— from Memoirs of Louis XIV and His Court and of the Regency — Complete by Saint-Simon, Louis de Rouvroy, duc de

The Serapion, with these its precious contents, perpetually gave umbrage to the Archbishop Theophilus and his party.
— from History of the Intellectual Development of Europe, Volume I (of 2) Revised Edition by John William Draper

Was there no way, no way of escape from this living tomb--this grave under the tons and tons and tons of rock and earth?
— from Starvecrow Farm by Stanley John Weyman

The general average, if persistently adhered to throughout a sufficiently wide and varied experience, would in the long run tend to give us the truth; all the advantage which the more special averages can secure for us is to give us the same tendency to the truth with fewer and slighter aberrations.
— from The Logic of Chance, 3rd edition An Essay on the Foundations and Province of the Theory of Probability, With Especial Reference to Its Logical Bearings and Its Application to Moral and Social Science and to Statistics by John Venn

So Will came galloping up to them, and then all three men saw from his face that he was the bearer of strange news.
— from Within the Capes by Howard Pyle

I have been very fond of you and I don't deny it; if I hadn't I should not have walked out with you, but I want to tell you this—you have to make your choice this afternoon; either you are going to give up me, or you are going to give up the Thorn and Thistle and all it means."
— from Tommy by Joseph Hocking

You gether up them tools an' things, an' I'll help carry out the bench.
— from Tiverton Tales by Alice Brown

Nature gave up To them and thee alike, her hidden cup.
— from Souvenir of the George Borrow Celebration Norwich, July 5th, 1913 by James Hooper

how numerous and how pitiable, who took their nightly stand in long succession at the doors of their several cells in the deep galleries under the Thermæ; all these, and many others, had their part and place in the procession.
— from Callista : a Tale of the Third Century by John Henry Newman