I say insufferable; for the feeling was unrelieved by any of that half-pleasurable, because poetic, sentiment, with which the mind usually receives even the sternest natural images of the desolate or terrible.
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 2 by Edgar Allan Poe

63 “I’ve some business to attend to for my uncle,” Ruth explained to the ranchman, as they started from the ranch-house soon after breakfast.
— from Ruth Fielding at Silver Ranch; Or, Schoolgirls Among the Cowboys by Alice B. Emerson

I say insufferable; for the feeling was unrelieved by any of that half-pleasurable, because poetic, sentiment with which the mind usually receives even the sternest natural images of the desolate or terrible.
— from English: Composition and Literature by W. F. (William Franklin) Webster

He at length mustered up resolution enough to attempt it, first having crossed himself for an hour together, and made a kind of lug-sail out of the bits of blankets they wore about them, sewed together with split supple jacks.
— from Byron's Narrative of the Loss of the Wager With an account of the great distresses suffered by himself and his companions on the coast of Patagonia from the year 1740 till their arrival in England 1746 by John Byron

Tom felt as if he could not speak, and he had no need to, for the maid slipped out of the room, and the next minute Uncle Richard entered to nod to him gravely.
— from The Vast Abyss The Story of Tom Blount, his Uncles and his Cousin Sam by George Manville Fenn

[1163] "Fateor equidem (nec causa est cur id negem) falsam istam doctrinam , non tam fortasse aperte, quam ipsi facere soletis, confutasse: Babylonem tamen cum cuniculis, tum aperto etiam marte, ut res et tempus ferebat, ita semper oppugnavi, ut noster iste in eo genere conatus optimo cuique semper probaretur."
— from History of the Rise of the Huguenots Vol. 1 by Henry Martyn Baird

But how is all this going to make us rich? Explain that to us, Blagden."
— from The Money Gods by Ellery H. (Ellery Harding) Clark

She reddened, and blushed up to the very eyes; and indeed some time had elapsed before she could muster up resolution enough to speak her sentiments.
— from The Eve of All-Hallows; Or, Adelaide of Tyrconnel, v. 2 of 3 by Matthew Weld Hartstonge

Our rooms were dirty and out of repair, and the inconveniences of living in chambers became every year more irksome, and so, at last, we mustered up resolution enough to leave the good old place that so long had sheltered us, and here we are, living at a brazier's shop, No. 20, in Russell Street, Covent Garden, a place all alive with noise and bustle; Drury Lane Theatre in sight from our front, and Covent Garden from our back windows.
— from Mary Lamb by Anne (Anne Burrows) Gilchrist