[ General Houtum-Schindler , l.c. p. 493, writes: "The magical darkness might, as Colonel Yule supposes, be explained by the curious dry fogs or dust storms, often occurring in the neighbourhood of Kermán, but it must be remarked that Marco Polo was caught in one of these storms down in Jíruft, where, according to the people I questioned, such storms now never occur.
— from The Travels of Marco Polo — Volume 1 by Rustichello of Pisa

While living in London, on a generous sister's pocket money, a certain young schoolgirl, Harriet Westbrook, was attracted by Shelley's crude revolutionary doctrines.
— from English Literature Its History and Its Significance for the Life of the English-Speaking World by William J. (William Joseph) Long

She took her aside, and with the winning speech and the irresistible caresses which only a mother can employ, she said, “My child, whom I have borne beneath my heart, whom I bear ever in my affection, confide your secret to your mother’s bosom.
— from Emile by Jean-Jacques Rousseau

'Mother mine,' answered Caterina, 'you should say "To my seeming," and belike you would say sooth; but you should consider how much hotter are young girls than ladies in years.'
— from The Decameron of Giovanni Boccaccio by Giovanni Boccaccio

But striding amidships between his comrades, Mnestheus cheers them on: 'Now, now swing back, oarsmen who were Hector's comrades, whom I chose to follow me in Troy's extremity; now put forth the might and courage you showed in Gaetulian quicksands, amid Ionian seas and Malea's chasing waves.
— from The Aeneid of Virgil by Virgil

"Well, you'd have been here first, only for the delay my airship caused you," said Uncle Ezra.
— from Dick Hamilton's Airship; Or, A Young Millionaire in the Clouds by Howard Roger Garis

The Oldest Brother was jerking himself through the water as fast as he could, giving his jointed body sudden bends, first this way and then that, and when he met anyone nearly his own age he said, "Come with me and cast your skin.
— from Among the Night People by Clara Dillingham Pierson

No, Elwood, my friend,—let me always call you so,—I have been cowardly also.
— from Joseph and His Friend: A Story of Pennsylvania by Bayard Taylor

And now let me bid a long adieu to you, my admirable Cecilia; you shall not be tormented with a useless correspondence, which can only awaken painful recollections, or give rise to yet more painful new anxieties.
— from Cecilia; Or, Memoirs of an Heiress — Volume 3 by Fanny Burney