Dr. Gregory goes much further; he actually recommends dissimulation, and advises an innocent girl to give the lie to her feelings, and not dance with spirit, when gaiety of heart would make her feet eloquent, without making her gestures immodest.
— from A Vindication of the Rights of Woman With Strictures on Political and Moral Subjects by Mary Wollstonecraft

He had the offer repeatedly from me (who wished to see as little of his impudence as possible), but he as repeatedly declined; and, for a long time, I could not make out what was the charm which kept him in a house where he must have been far from comfortable.
— from Barry Lyndon by William Makepeace Thackeray

On reaching the surface, the bubbles burst, the steam escapes, and the water loses some of its heat, and rushes down again to take the place of steam-laden water rising.
— from How it Works Dealing in simple language with steam, electricity, light, heat, sound, hydraulics, optics, etc., and with their applications to apparatus in common use by Archibald Williams

She owns the fine house by the rise of the bank, She hides handsome and richly drest aft the blinds of the window.
— from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman

Rather, before his eyes there floated ever a vision of life and its amenities and advantages—a vision of carriages and an elegantly furnished house and recherche dinners; and it was in the hope that some day he might attain these things that he saved every kopeck and, meanwhile, stinted both himself and others.
— from Dead Souls by Nikolai Vasilevich Gogol

Adams cared little to see Egypt again, but he was glad to see Hay, and readily drifted after him to the Nile.
— from The Education of Henry Adams by Henry Adams

Their "brave old oaks," of which they speak with so much respect, and which they will point out to you as relics of the primitive forest, one hundred or one hundred and fifty, ay, for aught they know, two hundred years old, have a ridiculously dwarfish appearance, which excites a smile in the beholder.
— from Cape Cod by Henry David Thoreau

As I returned at night to our hotel, I met the little Carolina, who never stirred from home alone, running distractedly along the Corso.
— from Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol IV. No. XX. January, 1852. by Various

You are just going to say something civil in return, and get a few words out, when your neighbour interrupts you with more nice things, and stacks of questions, and remarks about herself, all rather disconnected, and before you can speak again, the lady beyond, or even across the table, has interpolated with a sentence beginning always like this, "Now let me tell you something;" and long before she can get to the end of that, the person at her side has interrupted her.
— from Elizabeth Visits America by Elinor Glyn

Pieces of furniture of earlier date than 1400 are exceedingly rare; and those existing had a religious destination, and are preserved in, or taken from, churches and convents.
— from Dutch and Flemish Furniture by Esther Singleton

As the sun went down and the [Pg 178] light faded, the rebels lost heart and retired, discouraged and cowed, to the shelter of their walls, hastened on the way by the bullets which dropped amongst them.
— from The Disputed V.C.: A Tale of the Indian Mutiny by Frederick P. Gibbon

It had a radium dial, and I saw it plain.”
— from The Luminous Face by Carolyn Wells

A sort of agony came over her as she heard Alison running downstairs, a fierce desire to call her back, to beg of her not to go to Mr. Squire at all that day; but one glance at the swollen, useless hand made her change her mind.
— from Good Luck by L. T. Meade

I have always regarded duelling as the lingering relic of a barbarous civilization, which the law of the country has branded as crime.
— from Charles Sumner: his complete works, volume 05 (of 20) by Charles Sumner

When he proceeded to tell us how the Tsar’s entourage deserted him as rats do a sinking ship, it was evidently very painful to D—— who sat grimly silent.
— from Russian Portraits by Clare Sheridan

The river narrows here, and runs deep and strong."
— from Lewis Rand by Mary Johnston