Now buried in the depths below, Now mounted up to heaven again, They reel and stagger to and fro, At their wits' end, like drunken men.
— from All About Coffee by William H. (William Harrison) Ukers

Pale drops of flowers glimmered many under the hazels, and by the sharp, golden splinters of wood that were splashed about, the grey-green blades of snowdrop leaves pricked unheeding, the drooping still little flowers were without heed.
— from The Rainbow by D. H. (David Herbert) Lawrence

Try and restore my uncle to happiness, Alicia, and I will love you more dearly than brother ever loved a noble-hearted sister; and a brotherly affection may be worth having, perhaps, after all, my dear, though it is very different to poor Sir Harry's enthusiastic worship.
— from Lady Audley's Secret by M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon

Thus spoke the wise pilot, who had voyaged much about the world, and had gazed much upon the heavens above.
— from What Men Live By, and Other Tales by Tolstoy, Leo, graf

171 My uncle Toby had a little neat country-house of his own, in the village where my father’s estate lay at Shandy, which had been left him by an old uncle, with a small estate of about one hundred pounds a-year.
— from The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman by Laurence Sterne

Here meeting my uncle Thomas, he and I to my cozen Roger’s chamber, and there I did give my uncle him and Mr. Philips to be my two arbiters against Mr. Cole and Punt, but I expect no great good of the matter.
— from The Diary of Samuel Pepys — Complete by Samuel Pepys

And then the red had the appearance of fading out of it and mounting up to Heaven, as we say that blood, guiltily shed, does.
— from Our Mutual Friend by Charles Dickens

At last, some time before I stopped, the sun, red and very large, halted motionless upon the horizon, a vast dome glowing with a dull heat, and now and then suffering a momentary extinction.
— from The Time Machine by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells

Besides, no one will trouble himself to verify whether you have followed them or whether you have not, being no way concerned in it; especially as, if I mistake not, this book of yours has no need of any one of those things you say it wants, for it is, from beginning to end, an attack upon the books of chivalry, of which Aristotle never dreamt, nor St. Basil said a word, nor Cicero had any knowledge; nor do the niceties of truth nor the observations of astrology come within the range of its fanciful vagaries; nor have geometrical measurements or refutations of the arguments used in rhetoric anything to do with it; nor does it mean to preach to anybody, mixing up things human and divine, a sort of motley in which no Christian understanding should dress itself.
— from The History of Don Quixote, Volume 1, Complete by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

Philosophers, moralists, poets, in all ages, have never better pleased themselves or satisfied their readers than when they have descanted upon, deplored, and denounced the pernicious influence of money upon the heart and the understanding.
— from Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 1, August 7, 1841 by Various

At last, however, Miles and Jack found among the newcomers a boy but little older than themselves, so at once they made up to him and found that his name was Thomas Cushman.
— from Soldier Rigdale: How He Sailed in the Mayflower and How He Served Miles Standish by Beulah Marie Dix

The unyielding material of the Talmud became quite malleable under their hands, and they fashioned 345 surprising Halachic (legal) shapes and substances.
— from History of the Jews, Vol. 3 (of 6) by Heinrich Graetz

At last one of them in sudden fury raised his tomahawk, struck Miss MacRea upon the head, and laid her a corpse at his feet.
— from The Loyalists of America and Their Times, Vol. 2 of 2 From 1620-1816 by Egerton Ryerson

She moved up to him, and he put his arm round her.
— from The History of David Grieve by Ward, Humphry, Mrs.

Ellen was reminded of the way that her own mother used to hover above the debris of the little tea-parties they sometimes gave in Hume Park Square, cheeping: "I think they enjoyed their teas.
— from The Judge by Rebecca West

Scarcely had the first of the Custom House officers stepped over the side when Major Hood, with a very red face, and a lofty, dignified carriage, marched up to him, and said in a loud voice:— "I have been robbed during the passage from Calcutta of a diamond worth fifteen thousand pounds, which I was bearing as a gift from the Maharajah of Ratnagiri to Her Majesty the Queen of England."
— from The Strand Magazine, Vol. 05, Issue 26, February 1893 An Illustrated Monthly by Various

Mother used to have a superstition that if a knife or spoon dropped on the floor from the table it betokened a visitor, and I used to drop them by the dozen.
— from The Daft Days by Neil Munro

We have only to treat all other symphonic poems in the same way as we have just treated Tchaikovski's Romeo and Juliet —to ask ourselves what the composer meant us to hear, and how much of it we really do hear if we do not know his poetical scheme—to see the folly of holding up absolute music as the standard to which programme music ought to conform.
— from Musical Studies by Ernest Newman

He has ordered her to deliver all her maidens up to him, and also the carbuncle in her coronet.
— from Epics and Romances of the Middle Ages by Wilhelm Wägner