By these tears and thy right hand— Since in my depth of crushing woe I’ve nothing left— And by our marriage bond and sacred union joined, If ever aught of mercy I have earned of thee,
— from Two Dramatizations from Vergil: I. Dido—the Phœnecian Queen; II. The Fall of Troy by Virgil

By these tears and thy right hand— Since in my depth of crushing woe I've nothing left— And by our marriage bond and sacred union joined, If ever aught of mercy I have earned of thee, If I have ever giv'n thee one sweet drop of joy, Have pity on my falling house, and change, I pray, Thy cruel purpose if there still is room for prayer.
— from Studies in the Poetry of Italy, Part I. Roman by Frank Justus Miller

May every page within this book Be as a radiant hour; Or like a bank of mountain brook, All flower and leaf and flower.
— from The Poems of Henry Kendall With Biographical Note by Bertram Stevens by Henry Kendall

The minutes slipped by, the crews had not completed their work on the Merrimac , but at last a boatload of men, black and tired out, came over to the flag-ship.
— from The Boys of '98 by James Otis

Mrs. Mac was very kind, of course, but her eye was so sharp I felt as if she saw right through me, and knew that I'd pinned on my bonnet strings, lost a button off my boot, and didn't brush my hair for ten minutes every night,” said Kitty in an awe-stricken tone.
— from Rose in Bloom A Sequel to "Eight Cousins" by Louisa May Alcott

I was layin' there when sin formed a heavy, white veil just like a blanket over my bed and it just eased down over me till it was mashing the breath out of me.
— from Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves. Texas Narratives, Part 2 by United States. Work Projects Administration