"I don't need to be told," returns the trooper, taking his pipe from his lips for a moment and carrying his eyes back from following the progress of the cushion to the pipe-bowl which is burning low, "that he carried on heavily and went to ruin.
— from Bleak House by Charles Dickens
[5895] Paulus Jovius gives instance in Galeatius the Second, that heroical Duke of Milan, externas affinitates, decoras quidem regio fastu, sed sibi et posteris damnosas et fere exitiales quaesivit ; he married his eldest son John Galeatius to Isabella the King of France his sister, but she was socero tam gravis, ut ducentis millibus aureorum constiterit , her entertainment at Milan was so costly that it almost undid him.
— from The Anatomy of Melancholy by Robert Burton
She hardly raised her eyes to notice me, and continued her employment with the same disregard to common forms of politeness as before; never returning my bow and good-morning by the slightest acknowledgment.
— from Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
Expression might be racked for phrases which could adequately delineate the miseries all classes had endured.
— from Annals and Antiquities of Rajasthan, v. 1 of 3 or the Central and Western Rajput States of India by James Tod
‘Yes, yes, mama; what of him?’ ‘Why, that Mr. Watkins, my dear,’ said Mrs. Nickleby slowly, as if she were making a tremendous effort to recollect something of paramount importance; ‘that Mr. Watkins—he wasn’t any relation, Miss Knag will understand, to the Watkins who kept the Old Boar in the village; by-the-bye, I don’t remember whether it was the Old Boar or the George the Third, but it was one of the two, I know, and it’s much the same—that Mr. Watkins said, when you were only two years and a half old, that you were one of the most astonishing children he ever saw.
— from Nicholas Nickleby by Charles Dickens
The cat obediently lay down on his mattress and closed his eyes.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov
The Little Shop-Window IT still lacked half an hour of sunrise, when Miss Hepzibah Pyncheon—we will not say awoke, it being doubtful whether the poor lady had so much as closed her eyes during the brief night of midsummer—but, at all events, arose from her solitary pillow, and began what it would be mockery to term the adornment of her person.
— from The House of the Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne
The jealous wretch took suspicion at these words and determined to seek to know what sins she had committed; wherefore, having 338 bethought himself of a means whereby he might gain his end, he answered that he was content, but that he would have her go to no other church than their parish chapel and that thither she must go betimes in the morning and confess herself either to their chaplain or to such priest as the latter should appoint her and to none other and presently return home.
— from The Decameron of Giovanni Boccaccio by Giovanni Boccaccio
Up, and Sir H. Cholmly betimes with me, about some accounts and moneys due to him: and he gone, I to the Office, where sat all the morning; and here, among other things, breaks out the storm W. Hewer and I have long expected from the Surveyor,—[Colonel Middleton.]—about W. Hewer’s conspiring to get a contract, to the burdening of the stores with kerseys and cottons, of which he hath often complained, and lately more than ever; and now he did it by a most scandalous letter to the Board, reflecting on my Office: and, by discourse, it fell to such high words between him and me, as can hardly ever be forgot; I declaring I would believe W. Hewer as soon as him, and laying the fault, if there be any, upon himself; he, on the other hand, vilifying of my word and W. Hewer’s, calling him knave, and that if he were his clerk, he should lose his ears.
— from The Diary of Samuel Pepys — Complete by Samuel Pepys
President Butterfield of Massachusetts Agricultural College has emphasized the same principle.
— from The Evolution of the Country Community A Study in Religious Sociology by Warren H. (Warren Hugh) Wilson
Thomas à Becket, his successor as Archdeacon of Canterbury, had also advanced to the dignity of the archiepiscopate, but he had fallen a victim to his zeal for the Church spiritual, and his martyrdom and canonisation had entailed a shrine in the Cathedral which was eliciting from innumerable pilgrims munificent offerings for the fabric of the church.
— from York Minster by Arthur P. (Arthur Perceval) Purey-Cust
But I erred, and I have suffered, and now a fearful retribution has come upon me; but, for the sake of my children I will cling to life until they are old enough to do without me," and closing her eyes, while her lips moved as if in prayer, the poor woman sank into a deep slumber.
— from Wizard Will, the Wonder Worker by Prentiss Ingraham
Mercedes moaned and covered her eyes.
— from Sinister Paradise by Robert Moore Williams
Professor Ihne, confronted, in the shape of E., with an undergraduate, or rather with a graduate, who had just taken his degree, and had won academical distinctions, was in his most Johnsonian mood, and contradicted him even when he agreed with him.
— from The Puppet Show of Memory by Maurice Baring
He installed a chapel in the Palace which was [Pg 264] served by several hundred monks and caused his eunuchs and guards to dress up as Bodhisattvas and Genii.
— from Hinduism and Buddhism, An Historical Sketch, Vol. 3 by Eliot, Charles, Sir
As soon as Dr. McLoughlin learned that nearly nine hundred men, women, and children were beleaguered in the mist and chill, he equipped boats with flour, meat, and tea, and in his choleric excitement, waving his huge cane, bade the boatman hurry to the rescue.
— from The Columbia River: Its History, Its Myths, Its Scenery, Its Commerce by William Denison Lyman
And then, in sheer boredom and despair, she put her head down on the arm of her chair, tucked her thumb into her mouth and closed her eyes to shut out the tiresome scene before her.
— from The Slipper Point Mystery by Augusta Huiell Seaman
She turned from me and closed her eyes.
— from A Life for a Life, Volume 2 (of 3) by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
Had she been wholly a stranger to him, she was one who would have appealed to his heart and touched it, she was so slight and modest a creature, her eyes so soft and loving and her low voice so timid.
— from His Grace of Osmonde Being the Portions of That Nobleman's Life Omitted in the Relation of His Lady's Story Presented to the World of Fashion under the Title of A Lady of Quality by Frances Hodgson Burnett
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