let your scorn step out its worst; It only rubs me to more ardor here.
— from Lysistrata by Aristophanes

Ayaw busyára (ibusyad) ang ímung tiyan, Don’t let your stomach stick out.
— from A Dictionary of Cebuano Visayan by John U. Wolff

Messer Torello, with many companions, brought them a great way without the city, till, grievous as it was to Saladin to part from him, (so much was he by this grown enamoured of him,) natheless, need constraining him to press 508 on, he presently besought him to turn back; whereupon, loath as he was to leave them, 'Gentlemen,' quoth he, 'since it pleaseth you, I will do it; but one thing I will e'en say to you; I know not who you are nor do I ask to know more thereof than it pleaseth you to tell me; but, be you who you may, you will never make me believe that you are merchants, and so I commend you to God.' Saladin, having by this taken leave of all Messer Torello's companions, replied to him, saying, 'Sir, we may yet chance to let you see somewhat of our merchandise, whereby we may confirm your belief; [474] meantime, God be with you.'
— from The Decameron of Giovanni Boccaccio by Giovanni Boccaccio

Let me now express to you how sorry I am on account of my being obliged to leave you so soon, of which I flatter myself you have not the least doubt.
— from The Confessions of Jean Jacques Rousseau — Complete by Jean-Jacques Rousseau

They had shared Thy Cross for long years, suffered scores of years' hunger and thirst in dreary wildernesses and deserts, feeding upon locusts and roots—and of these children of free love for Thee, and self-sacrifice in Thy name, Thou mayest well feel proud.
— from The Grand Inquisitor by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Now, when you go to see him you ask him to let you see some of those books, and then, when he isn't looking, you put a couple of them in your pocket.
— from A Dutch Boy Fifty Years After by Edward William Bok

"I will leave you," said Sir Oswald, "to get better acquainted.
— from Love Works Wonders: A Novel by Charlotte M. Brame

"It was last year," said she, "on the day after St. John's, my son went out to hunt, and brought home a cotía and a pacá, and both of them were completely scorched all along the belly: they had evidently passed through the fire the night before."
— from Travels on the Amazon by Alfred Russel Wallace

“I love you,” she said, obediently, and as she said it she realized that it was true, had been true, would always be true, as long as life should last.
— from The Highflyers by Clarence Budington Kelland

Let you send some one,’ says he, ‘to such a place to catch a fish.
— from The Collected Works in Verse and Prose of William Butler Yeats, Vol. 5 (of 8) The Celtic Twilight and Stories of Red Hanrahan by W. B. (William Butler) Yeats