The soldier tried to come and go; the panther allowed him to do as he pleased, contenting herself with following him with her eyes, resembling not so much a faithful dog as a great Angora cat, distrustful of everything, even her master's movements.
— from Honoré de Balzac by Honoré de Balzac

She had known nothing in all her experience, read nothing, so tragical and terrible as the feelings of that poor little bride of nineteen, as she woke up from her romantic dream, and saw her father’s foolish old face so fresh and ruddy, so innocent and unconscious, just before it finally dropped out of sight to be seen no more.
— from Lady William by Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant

At any rate, it would have saved his English readers no small trouble and confusion, if Weismann had added notes to the translations of his essays on Polar Bodies , on The Significance of Sexual Reproduction , and on Amphimixis , to the effect that he had abandoned some of their most distinctive features before the translations had gone to press.
— from An Examination of Weismannism by George John Romanes

“I dashed up the hillside, fairly rolled down into the rocky little valley beyond, and began to dig wildly; but I found only good honest earth, rich noble soil so like our fertile bottom lands at home.
— from History of California by Helen Elliott Bandini

where'er thy splendours shine, Thou art the image of the power divine; Nought else, in life, that full resemblance bears, No sun, that lights us through our circling years, No stars, that through yon' charming azure stray, No moon, that glads us with her evening ray, No seas, that o'er their gloomy caverns flow, No forms beyond us, and no shapes below!
— from The Poems of Philip Freneau, Poet of the American Revolution. Volume 2 (of 3) by Philip Morin Freneau

But his cheek-bones were high, and his eyes rather narrowly set.
— from Her Royal Highness: A Romance of the Chancelleries of Europe by William Le Queux

Yet are our opponents right in their assertion that, if there be any office attributed to him, requiring divine perfection, it is this; no higher exaltation remains, no superior glory is referred to him from which, with any better reason, we can conclude his equality with the Father.
— from Unitarianism Defended A Series of Lectures by Three Protestant Dissenting Ministers of Liverpool by John Hamilton Thom

The Exeter road is much the same as that between Lyme Regis and Dorchester—winding, steep, narrow and rough in places—and the deadly Devonshire hedgerow on a high earthen ridge now shuts out our view of the landscape much of the time.
— from On Old-World Highways A Book of Motor Rambles in France and Germany and the Record of a Pilgrimage from Land's End to John O'Groats in Britain by Thos. D. (Thomas Dowler) Murphy