I wanted him to have been called Beresford, to which he had a kind of right, but your father thought he had better not.
— from North and South by Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell

Signior Hortensio, ’twixt such friends as we Few words suffice; and therefore, if thou know One rich enough to be Petruchio’s wife, As wealth is burden of my wooing dance, Be she as foul as was Florentius’ love, As old as Sibyl, and as curst and shrewd As Socrates’ Xanthippe or a worse, She moves me not, or not removes, at least, Affection’s edge in me, were she as rough As are the swelling Adriatic seas: I come to wive it wealthily in Padua; If wealthily, then happily in Padua.
— from The Taming of the Shrew by William Shakespeare

I. How King Edwin's next successors lost both the faith of their nation and the kingdom; but the most Christian King Oswald retrieved both.
— from Bede's Ecclesiastical History of England by Bede, the Venerable, Saint

One of these Sibyls (known as the Cumæan) appeared to Tarquinius Superbus, the last king of Rome, offering for sale nine books, which she informed him had been written by herself.
— from Myths and Legends of Ancient Greece and Rome by E. M. Berens

Notwithstanding the successful Adventures of this Crew, yet it was with great Difficulty they could be kept together, under any kind of Regulation; for being almost always mad or drunk, their Behaviour produced infinite Disorders, every Man being in his own Imagination a Captain, a Prince, or a King.
— from A General History of the Pyrates: from their first rise and settlement in the island of Providence, to the present time by Daniel Defoe

‘I would not have roused you, if I had known you were old and ill,’ said Kit. ‘Old!’ repeated the other peevishly.
— from The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens

"Mine," replied Don Quixote, "is to be of service to you, so much so that I had resolved not to quit these mountains until I had found you, and learned of you whether there is any kind of relief to be found for that sorrow under which from the strangeness of your life you seem to labour; and to search for you with all possible diligence, if search had been necessary.
— from Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

“They showed me out with bows and every kind of respect; they seemed quite beside themselves.
— from The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

The reason is plain:—if the private right of an individual is violated at a time when the human mind is fully impressed with the importance and the sanctity of such rights, the injury done is confined to the individual whose right is infringed; but to violate such a right, at the present day, is deeply to corrupt the manners of the nation and to put the whole community in jeopardy, because the very notion of this kind of right constantly tends amongst us to be impaired and lost.
— from Democracy in America — Volume 2 by Alexis de Tocqueville

"Napoleon II!" exclaimed the old man, looking at his son with surprise and extreme anxiety; "the king of Rome!"
— from The Wandering Jew — Volume 08 by Eugène Sue

And I sought you with a kind of reluctance as though finding you would bring nearer the black irrational disaster that hung over us all.
— from The Passionate Friends by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells

"In former days," he said, "they made a road, any kind of road, straight to their goal, over and through any difficulties.
— from Katharine Frensham: A Novel by Beatrice Harraden

That was years before, when this girl must have been a child; but hadn't it thrown a kind of rainbow over her cradle, and wouldn't she naturally have some gift?
— from The Bostonians, Vol. I (of II) by Henry James

Kahgahgee, my King of Ravens!
— from The Story of Hiawatha, Adapted from Longfellow by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Aurora found a partner for a reel in Tim Carrol, and the fun grew warmer, a liberal digger having contributed a keg of rum, which was rolled from Kyley's shanty into the illumined circle.
— from In the Roaring Fifties by Edward Dyson

Yet in this eighteenth century, when we have left behind us, as we flatter ourselves, the Gothic barbarisms of our ancestors, we still run after such cruelties and cruel sports as fights with fists, sticks, or swords, baitings of bull, bear, and badger, throwing stones at cocks, killing of rats by dogs and ferrets, fights of cocks, dogs, cats, and whatever other animals can be persuaded to fight and kill each other.
— from The Chaplain of the Fleet by James Rice

“No!” “Get a length of stout fishing-line, Lenny,” said the captain quietly; and the man trotted forward, his companions of the crew making way for him to pass, and then closing round again to examine the capture, which kept on raising its head a little and letting it fall back on the deck, after which a wave ran along the body right to the tail, which, instead of being round and tapering off, showed the creature’s adaptability for an aqueous life by being flattened so that the end was something like the blade of a sword.
— from Jack at Sea: All Work and No Play Made Him a Dull Boy by George Manville Fenn

"Lush Currie left it with me as a kind of remembrance and I've been keeping it by me."
— from The Heart of Cherry McBain: A Novel by Douglas Durkin

It's a kind of reaction, I suppose.'
— from The Giant's Robe by F. Anstey