Every hope connected with her that he had suffered himself to form, or had entertained unconsciously, seemed to fall at his feet, withered and dead.
— from Nicholas Nickleby by Charles Dickens

But his reception by Saul was not as he expected upon such success, for he was grieved at his prosperity, because he thought he would be more dangerous to him by having acted so gloriously: but when the demoniacal spirit came upon him, and put him into disorder, and disturbed him, he called for David into his bed-chamber wherein he lay, and having a spear in his hand, he ordered him to charm him with playing on his harp, and with singing hymns; which when David did at his command, he with great force threw the spear at him; but David was aware of it before it came, and avoided it, and fled to his own house, and abode there all that day. 4.
— from Antiquities of the Jews by Flavius Josephus

It was lamentable, that her excellent understanding should have yielded, even for a moment, to the reveries of superstition, or rather to those starts of imagination, which deceive the senses into what can be called nothing less than momentary madness.
— from The Mysteries of Udolpho by Ann Ward Radcliffe

"You shall have a gift too, if you behave well," said Charlotte, hiding her embarrassment under sweet smile.
— from The Sorrows of Young Werther by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Her entrancement usually starts with scenes of the events which followed the Last Supper.
— from Autobiography of a Yogi by Paramahansa Yogananda

Here Jones stopt short, and directing his eyes upwards, stood for a while silent.
— from History of Tom Jones, a Foundling by Henry Fielding

But the traveller, travelling through it, May not—dare not openly view it; Never its mysteries are exposed To the weak human eye unclosed; So wills its King, who hath forbid The uplifting of the fringed lid;
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven Edition Table Of Contents And Index Of The Five Volumes by Edgar Allan Poe

How I would wake weeping, and in the anguish of my heart exclaim upon sweet Calne in Wiltshire!
— from The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb — Volume 2 Elia and The Last Essays of Elia by Charles Lamb

Until a recent period he had followed the sea, and was, in fact, the very shipmaster whom George Herkimer had encountered, under such singular circumstances, in the Grecian Archipelago.
— from Mosses from an Old Manse, and Other Stories by Nathaniel Hawthorne

Perhaps you will half envy us when you read this; but you would hardly envy us six weeks hence....
— from A Lady of England: The Life and Letters of Charlotte Maria Tucker by Agnes Giberne

Mr. Cogswell says many men (some members of the Legislature among them) in talking with him have expressed unexpected satisfaction in the speeches of the convention just holden—especially in yours, and he says, 'She is a host in herself, I like her practical common sense.'"
— from The Life and Work of Susan B. Anthony (Volume 2 of 2) Including Public Addresses, Her Own Letters and Many From Her Contemporaries During Fifty Years by Ida Husted Harper

He ended up shouting and shaking his fist at nothing in particular, but it helped.
— from Deathworld by Harry Harrison

They did not sleep at all while I was on board, and I understand that they never change nor wash (or "hardly ever"), under service conditions.
— from In the Yellow Sea by Henry Frith

He did not understand the look in her eyes, until she said: "You have that five thousand dollars!"
— from The Pomp of the Lavilettes, Volume 2 by Gilbert Parker

He had a habit of fixing his eyes upon something high above his hearers' heads when speaking.
— from Dorothy, and Other Italian Stories by Constance Fenimore Woolson

His eyes, under shaggy brows, were a clear, twinkling blue.
— from The Scarlet Lake Mystery: A Rick Brant Science-Adventure Story by Harold L. (Harold Leland) Goodwin

So what could I do but write the story and try to show how the love of Christ in the heart can make life happy even under sore bereavement?
— from Elsie's Widowhood A Sequel to Elsie's Children by Martha Finley

But she did not know how rare they were, nor how expensive until she wore them in Mary's room that night.
— from The Gay Cockade by Temple Bailey