Cannot I, a girl, have a young man?”
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov
You will be seen and heard; and you may get pupils in that way."
— from A True Friend: A Novel by Adeline Sergeant
Wherefore at length he brake his mind to his wife and children; and thus he began to talk to them: "Oh my dear wife," said he, "and you my sweet children, I, your dear friend, am in myself undone by reason of a burden that lieth hard upon me; moreover, I am told to a certainty that this our city will be burned with fire from heaven; in which fearful overthrow, both myself, with thee, my wife, and you, my sweet babes, shall miserably come to ruin, except some [14] way of escape can be found whereby we may be delivered."
— from The Pilgrim's Progress by John Bunyan Every Child Can Read by John Bunyan
‘Mr. Lockwood,’ he added, ‘you may go into my room: you’ll only be in the way, coming down-stairs so early: and your childish outcry has sent sleep to
— from Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
u are, keep house along with me, and let me make you immortal, no matter how anxious you may be to see this wife of yours, of whom you are thinking all the time day after day; yet I flatter myself that I am no whit less tall or well-looking than she is, for it is not to be expected that a mortal woman should compare in beauty with an immortal.
— from The Odyssey Rendered into English prose for the use of those who cannot read the original by Homer
Yes,” he added, “you may shine my military boots.
— from The Luck of Roaring Camp and Other Tales With Condensed Novels, Spanish and American Legends, and Earlier Papers by Bret Harte
All the commerce is in their hands; and you meet ten of them to one native.
— from Travels in the Central Parts of Indo-China (Siam), Cambodia, and Laos (Vol. 1 of 2) During the Years 1858, 1859, and 1860 by Henri Mouhot
‘Well, and how are you my buck?’ said Mr Chuckster, taking a stool.
— from The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens
Belinda still her downy pillow prest, Her guardian Sylph prolong'd the balmy rest: 'Twas He had summon'd to her silent bed The morning-dream that hover'd o'er her head; A Youth more glitt'ring than a Birth-night Beau, (That ev'n in slumber caus'd her cheek to glow)
— from The Rape of the Lock and Other Poems by Alexander Pope
"And so long as he and your mother are here, they need you.
— from The End of a Coil by Susan Warner
A PROUD KING FELL A tyrant king—The mysterious Sibyl of Cumć comes to sell books—The head found on the Capitoline—A serpent frightens a king—A serious inquiry sent to Delphi—A hollow stick filled with gold helps a young man—A good wife spinning—A terrible oath—The Tarquins banished—A republic takes the place of the kingdom—The first of the long line of consuls—The good Valerius—The god Silvanus cries out to some effect— Lars Porsena of Clusium and what he tried to do—Horatius the brave— Rome loses land—A dictator appointed—Castor and Pollux help the army at Lake Regillus—Caius Marcius wins a crown—Appius Claudius comes to town.
— from The Story of Rome from the Earliest Times to the End of the Republic by Arthur Gilman
"Lord Chandos," she said, "we have been talking two hours, and you must not stay any longer."
— from A Mad Love by Charlotte M. Brame
But though the old folks always looked kindly at him, and exchanged a morning or evening greeting as he passed, Squib had as yet made no way with the bare-headed, bare-footed children who were to be seen from time to time playing round the huts.
— from Squib and His Friends by Evelyn Everett-Green
"You have aroused your mistress? I trust that she will not keep me long."
— from The Weight of the Crown by Fred M. (Fred Merrick) White
," he answered; "you must be ever, as far as possible, what you are now.
— from The Forgery; or, Best Intentions. by G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford) James
James put up with this conduct for a while; he then, against the will of the favourite, set his hand to raise to a level with him another young man, for whom he entertained a personal liking: at last the misunderstanding came to an open rupture.
— from A History of England Principally in the Seventeenth Century, Volume I (of 6) by Leopold von Ranke
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