“As you both locked your doors at night, your rooms were unapproachable from that side.
— from Adventures of Sherlock Holmes Illustrated by Arthur Conan Doyle

She bids you on the wanton rushes lay you down, And rest your gentle head upon her lap, And she will sing the song that pleaseth you,
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

if I know the least of this idle foolish heart of mine, it has not a misgiving thought of your goodness; and I should abhor it, if it were capable of the least affectation.—But, dear good sir, leave me a little to myself, and I will take myself to a severer task than your goodness will let you do and I will present my heart before you, a worthier offering to you, than at present its wayward follies will let it seem to be.—But one thing is, one has no kind friend of one's own sex, to communicate one's foolish thoughts to, and to be strengthened by their comfortings!
— from Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded by Samuel Richardson

What should a young fellow like you do ashore for half a year together?
— from Persuasion by Jane Austen

‘Wait till he’s a widder and works like you do, and gets as little, and does as much, and keeps his spirit up the same, and then I’ll ask him what’s o’clock and trust him for being right to half a second.’
— from The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens

Semper avarus eget; certum voto pete finem —The avaricious man is ever in want; let your desire aim at a fixed limit.
— from Dictionary of Quotations from Ancient and Modern, English and Foreign Sources Including Phrases, Mottoes, Maxims, Proverbs, Definitions, Aphorisms, and Sayings of Wise Men, in Their Bearing on Life, Literature, Speculation, Science, Art, Religion, and Morals, Especially in the Modern Aspects of Them by Wood, James, Rev.

But I still leaned o’er the side of the vessel, Gazing with sad-dreaming glances Down at the water, clear as a mirror, Looking yet deeper and deeper,— Till far in the sea’s abysses, At first like dim wavering vapours, Then slowly—slowly—deeper in colour, Domes of churches and towers seemed rising, And then, as clear as day, a city grand....
— from Demonology and Devil-lore by Moncure Daniel Conway

“No, for I should cause her too great a sorrow; she loves you dearly, and cherishes the locket which contains your likeness.
— from The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, 1725-1798. Complete by Giacomo Casanova

Babs says her mother loves you dearly, and she and Beverly were both so pleased because you said they might call you 'Aunt Jessie.'
— from The Girl from Arizona by Nina Rhoades

"If you should have a turn-over the blooming thing don't know enough to swim, like you do; and to lose it just now would put us in a fine old pickle," he explained, when Maurice joked him about the solicitude he was showing.
— from The House Boat Boys; Or, Drifting Down to the Sunny South by St. George Rathborne

"Hold me too, mother," said Amy suddenly; "take me in your arms like you do Alick."
— from Troublesome Comforts A Story for Children by G. R. (Geraldine Robertson) Glasgow

A steep foot-trail there leads you down, a thousand feet or more, into the gorge and after a short walk you are at the comfortable ranch house of Judge A. G. Abbott, custodian of the Bandelier National Monument, under which name the neighboring ruins are officially designated by the United States Government, which owns them.
— from Finding the Worth While in the Southwest by Charles Francis Saunders

‘You are the man,’ said he; ‘and I am he who loved your daughter, and became a gold ring on her finger.
— from The Orange Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

"You do intrude and likewise you do annoy also.
— from Driftwood Spars The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life by Percival Christopher Wren

After that pioneer among palm-trees, more of these little yellow depots and more of these rarely beautiful palms standing beside them.
— from The Personality of American Cities by Edward Hungerford

Ivo, forgive him: he is your father, and loves you dearly, and God has given him power over you.
— from Black Forest Village Stories by Berthold Auerbach