,” replied the bondsman, “sleeps in the cell on your right, as the Jew on that to your left; you serve to keep the child of circumcision separate from the abomination of his tribe.
— from Ivanhoe: A Romance by Walter Scott

We have virgin field before us—i.e., the ruins of ancient greatness grown over by a jungle of two thousand years of hostile posterity.
— from Cookery and Dining in Imperial Rome by Apicius

And if you like to look at idols among the pack and jam of temples, there you will find enough to stock a museum.
— from Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World by Mark Twain

Bunbury has fine doughnut trees Beside a chocolate fountain, And just outside the town you’ll find A giant layer cake mountain.
— from Billy in Bunbury by Royal Baking Powder Company

London is not London in August and September; it is a jolly old town that you have never seen before.
— from If I May by A. A. (Alan Alexander) Milne

These conventions provided for the joint occupation of the countries respectively claimed by Great Britain and the United States on the north-west coast of America—that of 1818 limiting the joint occupancy to ten years—that of 1828 extending it indefinitely until either of the two powers should give notice to the other of a desire to terminate it.
— from Thirty Years' View (Vol. 2 of 2) or, A History of the Working of the American Government for Thirty Years, from 1820 to 1850 by Thomas Hart Benton

The various kinds of the [Pg 137] palm are sure to assert their predominance everywhere in the wooded districts and jungles of the tropics, yielding an abundance of their valuable fruits.
— from Due West; Or, Round the World in Ten Months by Maturin Murray Ballou

From the earliest days of Jamestown on through the years, the American people were confronted by dangers from without.
— from History of the United States by Mary Ritter Beard

"I can not go, Maria; but Mrs. Jermyn offered to take you in her party; and to that I am agreeable.
— from A Song of a Single Note: A Love Story by Amelia E. Barr

"Still, honey, ef anything ever happens, I feel just obleeged to tell you, I reckon I'm the kind that plumb couldn't live on this earth without lovin' some one."
— from The Loves of Ambrose by Margaret Vandercook

“Just one thing to your man, perhaps, if you will allow me, but perhaps you’ll tell him that yourself.
— from The Branding Iron by Katharine Newlin Burt