The fruit ripens all the year around, and does not fall so easily as in the case of arabica .
— from All About Coffee by William H. (William Harrison) Ukers

Poor creetur, she might ha’ filled all the tea-pots in the house vith vills, and not have inconwenienced herself neither, for she took wery little of anythin’ in that vay lately, ‘cept on the temperance nights, ven they just laid a foundation o’ tea to put the spirits atop on!’
— from The Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens

"Pray," said Captain Wentworth, immediately, "can you tell us the name of the gentleman who is just gone away?" "Yes, Sir, a Mr Elliot, a gentleman of large fortune, came in last night from Sidmouth.
— from Persuasion by Jane Austen

The truth of this remark is indeed shown by that old canon in natural history of "Natura non facit saltum."
— from On the Origin of Species By Means of Natural Selection Or, the Preservation of Favoured Races in the Struggle for Life by Charles Darwin

No, indeed, sir; the Lady Olivia has no folly; she will keep no fool, sir, till she be married; and fools are as like husbands as pilchers are to herrings- the husband's the bigger.
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

If that my lyf in Ioye Displesed hadde un-to thy foule envye, 275 Why ne haddestow my fader, king of Troye, By-raft the lyf, or doon my bretheren dye, Or slayn my-self, that thus compleyne and crye, I, combre-world, that may of no-thing serve, But ever dye, and never fully sterve?
— from Troilus and Criseyde by Geoffrey Chaucer

No feverish sleeper traveling in a strange dream ever looked out more wonderingly upon a world that seemed unreal than Robert Audley, as he stared absently at the flat swamps and dismal poplars between Villebrumeuse and Brussels.
— from Lady Audley's Secret by M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon

No faintest sign of care or woe The features of the lady show: Methinks Videha's pride was made For exile in the forest shade.
— from The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse by Valmiki

You are such a nice fellow, so much that is original in you .
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

Such women, gathered together in one place, make each other worse: they swear like men: they fight like men: they drink like men: their hair hangs loose over their shoulders: the 'loose jumps' of leather which they use for stays are never changed: the ragged kerchief over their shoulders is never washed: the linsey-woolsey frock is foul with every kind of stain: their loud harsh voices have no feminine softness: their red brawny arms terrify the spectator: in their faces, even of the youngest, is no look of Venus.
— from The Orange Girl by Walter Besant

Teddy was not fully satisfied with this answer, for he hoped very much that the Indians would "bother him"—at least, he thought that was what he wanted.
— from The Curlytops at Uncle Frank's Ranch; Or, Little Folks on Ponyback by Howard Roger Garis

"You five great and powerful nations, with your tribes, must unite and have one common interest, and no foes shall disturb or subdue you.
— from Legends, Traditions, and Laws of the Iroquois, or Six Nations, and History of the Tuscarora Indians by Elias Johnson

By Phoebus, here's a most neat, fine street, is't not?
— from The Poetaster by Ben Jonson

In the spring and in the Mall, when it is suddenly swollen by the earlier and the later rains, the river scales its banks and swims over those levels to the feet of those hills, and when it recedes it leaves the cornfields enriched for the crop that, has never failed since the forests were first cut from the land.
— from Literature and Life (Complete) by William Dean Howells

I never felt so happy in my life as I do now.
— from Dawn by H. Rider (Henry Rider) Haggard

Aged trees fell and rotted where they lay, and the roots of newcomers found substance among the heaped-up logs.
— from His Unknown Wife by Louis Tracy

"What's the jedge callin' on him now for?" said the major.
— from Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 22, September, 1878 by Various

Hialtland , the old name for Shetland.
— from The Pirate Andrew Lang Edition by Walter Scott