Here and there in sparkling beauty are exquisite miniatures of Niagaras, Gardens of Eden, cotton blossoms, forests, and castles.
— from Crater Lake National Park, Oregon by Anonymous

And so the marvels of Nature go on evolving,—wheels within wheels.
— from The Log of the Sun: A Chronicle of Nature's Year by William Beebe

It is difficult to describe the feelings by which we are affected when we witness the ruins of an edifice destined by its founder to be a monument of national glory, or even of personal honor; but when we contemplate with unprejudiced eyes the remains of a building once sacred to a large portion of our fellow creatures, and raised by them in honour of the great Father of the universe, wantonly destroyed by a being, in whose hands chance had placed more power than his vitiated mind knew how to apply to virtuous purposes—we cannot avoid cursing him, in the bitterness of our anguish.
— from Historical and Descriptive Narrative of Twenty Years' Residence in South America (Vol 1 of 3) Containing travels in Arauco, Chile, Peru, and Colombia; with an account of the revolution, its rise, progress, and results by Stevenson, William Bennet, active 1803-1825

The truth seems to be, that he and the duke, who lived in troubled times, and had to exert all their strength to hinder Ferrara from becoming a prey to the court of Rome, were clever, harsh men, of no grace or elevation of character, and with no taste but for war; and if it had not been for their connexion with Ariosto, nobody would have heard of them, except while perusing the annals of the time.
— from Stories from the Italian Poets: with Lives of the Writers, Volume 2 by Leigh Hunt

Cradle of man, mother of nations, grave of empires!
— from Life of Heber C. Kimball, an Apostle The Father and Founder of the British Mission by Orson F. (Orson Ferguson) Whitney

But the news that a man had been sold out for debt spread fast, and by sunset, when the men and boys came home from their farm-work or mechanical occupations, numerous groups of excited talkers had gathered in the streets.
— from The Duke of Stockbridge: A Romance of Shays' Rebellion by Edward Bellamy