“What are you going to do now?” “Look around,” she said, a thought of the need that hung outside this fine restaurant like a hungry dog at her heels passing into her eyes.
— from Sister Carrie: A Novel by Theodore Dreiser

To internal view it resembled the caverns of Bacchus, being beautiful throughout 868 with trees and green foliage and flowers of all kinds, and it breathed a soft and gentle air, laden with scents marvellously pleasant, and producing the effect that wine does on those who are topers; for the souls were elevated by its fragrance, and gay and blithe with one another: and the whole spot was full of mirth and laughter, and such songs as emanate from gaiety and enjoyment.
— from Plutarch's Morals by Plutarch

Remember,” she concluded, tenderly, “love is all a woman has to give,” and she laid a strange, sweet accent on the all, “but it is the only thing which God permits us to carry beyond the grave.”
— from Sister Carrie: A Novel by Theodore Dreiser

He also exhorted Herod to lay all such suspicions aside, and to be reconciled to his sons; for that it was not just to give any credit to such reports concerning his own children; and that this repentance on both sides might still heal those breaches that had happened between them, and might improve that their good-will to one another, whereby those on both sides, excusing the rashness of their suspicions, might resolve to bear a greater degree of affection towards each other than they had before.
— from Antiquities of the Jews by Flavius Josephus

The district was like a small Switzerland, and as I went forward my tortuous course shut out the path behind me.
— from Dracula's Guest by Bram Stoker

‘You talk,’ said Agnes, breaking into a pleasant laugh, as she sat at work, ‘as if I were the late Miss Larkins.’
— from David Copperfield by Charles Dickens

He entered, gave one look, and stood silent as the rest.
— from Uncle Tom's Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe

The young man, who had been listening attentively, suddenly started, and his face grew tense as he listened.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

But Vivien, gathering somewhat of his mood, And hearing 'harlot' muttered twice or thrice, Leapt from her session on his lap, and stood Stiff as a viper frozen; loathsome sight, How from the rosy lips of life and love, Flashed the bare-grinning skeleton of death!
— from Idylls of the King by Tennyson, Alfred Tennyson, Baron

For myself-- and for all those who love a select society, a sweet country, and rather a plentiful sprinkle of antiquarian art,--for such, in short, who would read the fabliaux of the old Norman bards in peace, comfort, and silence--there can be no question about the preference to be given to the spot from which I send this my last Norman despatch.
— from A Bibliographical, Antiquarian and Picturesque Tour in France and Germany, Volume One by Thomas Frognall Dibdin

For now doors open, and war is waged with the snow; And trains of sombre men, past tale of number, Tread long brown paths, as toward their toil they go: But even for them awhile no cares encumber Their minds diverted; the daily word is unspoken, The daily thoughts of labour and sorrow slumber At the sight of the beauty that greets them, for the charm they have broken.
— from Poetical Works of Robert Bridges, Volume 2 by Robert Bridges

She swayed a little as she sat, and her lids came down over her eyes, flutteringly, as if the weight of them was too great to keep up.
— from Fanny Herself by Edna Ferber

When the members arrived, instead of the usual Chautauqua literary and scientific studies, an entertainment of a different kind was substituted, the program consisting of
— from The Chautauquan, Vol. 04, March 1884, No. 6 by Chautauqua Institution

And so, with a gun-case added to my luggage and some surprise at my uncle’s insistence, I started off upon my adventure.
— from Round the Fire Stories by Arthur Conan Doyle

In my infancy, what they had most to correct in me was the refusal of things that children commonly best love, as sugar, sweetmeats, and march-panes.
— from Essays of Michel de Montaigne — Complete by Michel de Montaigne

She was looking "absolutely saffron," said Aunt Lawrence, and if something wasn't done to break up that child's nervous melancholy she wouldn't be responsible for her.
— from A Tame Surrender, A Story of The Chicago Strike by Charles King

Jack dearly loves a speedy ship; and now that they had had an exemplification of what the Flying Cloud really could do when she had a fair chance, all hands were fully agreed that she was by far the fastest ship they had ever sailed in.
— from The Missing Merchantman by Harry Collingwood