His compliments she received in silence, and her cold air seemed at first to discompose him; but he soon recovered his usual gaiety of manner, though the officious kindness of M. and Madame Quesnel Emily perceived disgusted him.
— from The Mysteries of Udolpho by Ann Ward Radcliffe
My son, go call our kith and kin To help us get our harvest in.'
— from Fables of La Fontaine — a New Edition, with Notes by Jean de La Fontaine
Pierre knew this, but instead of acting he only thought about his undertaking, going over its minutest details in his mind.
— from War and Peace by Tolstoy, Leo, graf
It may have been observed by persons who go about the shires with eyes for beauty, that in Englishwoman a classically-formed face is seldom found to be united with a figure of the same pattern, the highly-finished features being generally too large for the remainder of the frame; that a graceful and proportionate figure of eight heads usually goes off into random facial curves.
— from Far from the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy
Dyed in the smoke they took on either side A novel colour: hair unwonted grew On one; the hair upon the other died.
— from The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri: The Inferno by Dante Alighieri
The pallor of his countenance had assumed, if possible, a more ghastly hue—but the luminousness of his eye had utterly gone out.
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 2 by Edgar Allan Poe
antrak, antraks n a big boil without a head, usually growing on the breast, the nape of the neck, or at the back.
— from A Dictionary of Cebuano Visayan by John U. Wolff
“I repeat that it is no more than fact, that the larger portion of all truth has sprung from the collateral; and it is but in accordance with the spirit of the principle involved in this fact, that I would divert inquiry, in the present case, from the trodden and hitherto unfruitful ground of the event itself, to the contemporary circumstances which surround it.
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven Edition Table Of Contents And Index Of The Five Volumes by Edgar Allan Poe
He lunched with his brother soon after his return, and was holding forth with a consciousness of brilliant descriptive emphasis, when his eldest nephew, aged eight, towards the end of the meal, laid down his spoon and fork, and said piteously to his mother, "Mummy, I MUST talk; it does make me so tired to hear Uncle going on like that."
— from At Large by Arthur Christopher Benson
Whether that means 'Killed at the Battle of Waterloo' or merely 'Didn't propose' I couldn't say.... Poor old dear, she's rather lonely, in spite of the great cloud of Poms," said the old lady's paid "daily companion," dropping the mockery for the moment, "and I believe she's thankful to have even me to talk to and scold about the horrid, unsexed girl of [Pg 25] To-day....
— from The Boy with Wings by Berta Ruck
An' it frequent hits us goin' over th' fence, with both feet off th' ground.
— from The Coming of Cassidy—And the Others by Clarence Edward Mulford
I've gone over there with carefully prepared introductions and had a chat with a few johnnies, but you seem to have gone pirating about, holding up Government officials and boosting into financiers' offices.
— from The Lonely Unicorn: A Novel by Alec (Alexander Raban) Waugh
You hear us getting overwhelmed by these English heresies, and you don't come to the rescue.
— from The Workingman's Paradise: An Australian Labour Novel by John Miller
I think this was a pity, as it will be hard for the ordinary reader to dissociate the word Hell from the theory which has unwarrantably grown on to it.
— from The Gospel of the Hereafter by J. Paterson (John Paterson) Smyth
I felt all this to be the fault of the undertaker, who was handing us gloves on a tea-tray as if they were muffins, and tying us into cloaks (mine had to be pinned up all round, it was so long for me), because I knew that he was making game.
— from The Uncommercial Traveller by Charles Dickens
Ag stood six-foot-two by two-foot-six, and when he had the long-tailed coat, the plug hat, and his general-in-the-army whiskers working right, he only had to stick one hand in his vest and begin, "Fellow-Citizens and Gentlemen," and he could start anything from a general war to a barber-shop expedition to gather North Poles. Give him a good, honest, upright gang of men that would weigh two hundred a head, and Aggy could romp with their money or them, so the worst used monkey in the cage would go home pleased.
— from Red Saunders' Pets and Other Critters by Henry Wallace Phillips
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