Exit VALENTINE Even as one heat another heat expels Or as one nail by strength drives out another, So the remembrance of my former love Is by a newer object quite forgotten.
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

So the remembrance of my former Loue Is by a newer obiect quite forgotten, It is mine, or Valentines praise?
— from The Two Gentlemen of Verona by William Shakespeare

her, So the remembrance of my former love Is by a newer object quite forgotten.”
— from Folk-lore of Shakespeare by T. F. (Thomas Firminger) Thiselton-Dyer

1173 One nail by strength drives out another, So the remembrance of my former love Is by a newer object quite forgotten. — Shakespeare.
— from Life and Literature Over two thousand extracts from ancient and modern writers, and classified in alphabetical order by John Purver Richardson

Even as one heat another heat expels Or as one nail by strength drives out another, So the remembrance of my former love Is by a newer object quite forgotten.
— from The Two Gentlemen of Verona by William Shakespeare

If one inhales the aromatic smoke, draws it deep into one’s lungs, into blood and nerves, one feels that this narcotic wonder-poison liberates the soul from a profane pressure, and one’s spirit is lured to lighter and brighter regions.
— from Adventures in American Bookshops, Antique Stores and Auction Rooms by Guido Bruno

In 1557 [Pg 25] four hundred Huguenots assembled for service in a house of the Rue St. Jacques and were attacked on leaving it by a number of the neighbors.
— from Early French Prisons Le Grand and Le Petit Châtelets; Vincennes; The Bastile; Loches; The Galleys; Revolutionary Prisons by Arthur Griffiths

At another the natives did not like it because a number of men were killed one by one and there were stories of a ghost.
— from A Tramp's Scraps by H. I. M. Self

"When I lie in bed at night or am out walking alone—everywhere I hear this sound, and my heart rejoices.
— from Mother by Maksim Gorky

But though this is not legal before the eighth of September, when the intense heat of the summer has passed away, and the periodical autumnal rains are necessary for the young herbage, the law is broken, and not only accidental but wilful conflagrations have been the destruction of numerous forests.
— from Rambles in the Islands of Corsica and Sardinia with Notices of their History, Antiquities, and Present Condition. by Thomas Forester

Let it be a negligible one now.
— from Promenades of an Impressionist by James Huneker