Patroclus, though his guard was strong, forc'd way through ev'ry doubt, Climb'd his high bosom with his foot, and pluck'd his jav'lin out, And with it drew the film and strings of his yet panting heart; And last, together with the pile, his princely soul did part.
— from The Iliads of Homer Translated according to the Greek by Homer

He said—it's ver' importan' you should unnerstan' this—he said how you put honor and labor out of your mind when you ...
— from Fresh Air Fiend by Kris Neville

Give me your hands, your poor hands, and let me kiss away the marks of my stupid violence.”
— from Doctor Pascal by Émile Zola

And all along of what? Why, of the “inexplicable in-and-out running of horses,” as the “Standard” says, and as will often happen, you, perhaps, having a likely dark one as you want to get light into a high-class autumn handicap.
— from Old Friends: Essays in Epistolary Parody by Andrew Lang

Reggie, who had an adjoining room, took himself off on the plea of an engagement that would keep him till luncheon time, and the happy young people had a long delightful morning to themselves.
— from Baseball Joe, Home Run King; or, The Greatest Pitcher and Batter on Record by Lester Chadwick