But if not, we will not wait, for we are not come here
— from Hesiod, the Homeric Hymns, and Homerica by Hesiod
Their feet passed in pattering tumult over his mind, the feet of hares and rabbits, the feet of harts and hinds and antelopes, until he heard them no more and remembered only a proud cadence from Newman: —Whose feet are as the feet of harts and underneath the everlasting arms.
— from A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce
110 In the aesthetical part [§ 58, p. 247] it was said: We view beautiful nature with favour , whilst we have a quite free (disinterested) satisfaction in its form.
— from Kant's Critique of Judgement by Immanuel Kant
When the young men saw this they raised a shout of joy, and would not wait for the rest to be drawn, but each man, as fast as he could, rode through the river and set upon the enemy.
— from Plutarch's Lives, Volume 1 (of 4) by Plutarch
At the same time they sing the following verses: Here we bring new water from the well so clear, For to worship God with, this happy new year; [ Pg 256] Sing levy dew, sing levy dew, the water and the wine, With seven bright gold wires, and bugles that do shine; Sing reign of fair maid, with gold upon her toe; Open you the west door and turn the old year go; Sing reign of fair maid, with gold upon her chin; Open you the east door and let the new year in!
— from British Goblins: Welsh Folk-lore, Fairy Mythology, Legends and Traditions by Wirt Sikes
There would then be no way for him to return to Oakland, and he knew no one in San Francisco from whom to borrow another ten cents.
— from Martin Eden by Jack London
So Nilus was from νη ιλυς : Gadeira quasi Γης δειρα .
— from A New System; or, an Analysis of Antient Mythology. Volume I. by Jacob Bryant
All looked at him in wonder, save Nibs, who fortunately looked at Wendy.
— from Peter and Wendy by J. M. (James Matthew) Barrie
At last she again entered, just as I had satisfied a natural want for which I had risen.
— from The Romance of Lust: A classic Victorian erotic novel by Anonymous
Wore a panama hat, turned-down brim, blue coat, smart blue tie, natty white flannels with silver belt-buckle, black-and-white sport shoes, and had a general air of culture and refinement.’
— from Minute Mysteries [Detectograms] by H. A. (Harold Austin) Ripley
Wasn’t no wire fences.
— from Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves Arkansas Narratives, Part 3 by United States. Work Projects Administration
"Lady," said Dalfin, "I have sisters at home, and they were wont to share all the sport of myself and my brothers, even as you say, as of our number without favour.
— from A Sea Queen's Sailing by Charles W. (Charles Watts) Whistler
“Yes, there is no time now,” whispered Fanarin, who was listening to the report of the case that had commenced.
— from Resurrection by Tolstoy, Leo, graf
But nobody was forward to answer.
— from Diana by Susan Warner
The [Pg 360] opening of "The Mermaid," has been praised by Sir Walter Scott "as exhibiting a power of numbers, which for mere melody of sound has rarely been excelled."
— from The Genius of Scotland; or, Sketches of Scottish Scenery, Literature and Religion by Robert Turnbull
Once we get the girl on board, we can put off, wind or no wind, for I’ve got the engine fixed.
— from Vanderdecken by H. De Vere (Henry De Vere) Stacpoole
They did y e Dutch no wrong, for they took not a foote of any land they bought, but went to y e place above them, and bought that tracte of land which belonged to these Indeans which they carried with them, and their friends, with whom y e Dutch had nothing to doe.
— from Bradford's History of 'Plimoth Plantation' From the Original Manuscript. With a Report of the Proceedings Incident to the Return of the Manuscript to Massachusetts by William Bradford
He took, however, very little interest in anything but what belonged to humanity; caring in no wise for the external world, except as it influenced his own destiny; honoring the lightning because it could strike him, the sea because it could drown him, the fountains because they gave him drink, and the grass because it yielded him seed; but utterly incapable of feeling any special happiness in the love of such things, or any earnest emotion about them, considered as separate from man; therefore giving no time to the study of them;—knowing little of herbs, except only which were hurtful, and which healing; of stones, only which would glitter brightest in a crown, or last the longest in a wall; of the wild beasts, which were best for food, and which the stoutest quarry 149 for the hunter;—thus spending only on the lower creatures and inanimate things his waste energy, his dullest thoughts, his most languid emotions, and reserving all his acuter intellect for researches into his own nature and that of the gods; all his strength of will for the acquirement of political or moral power; all his sense of beauty for things immediately connected with his own person and life; and all his deep affections for domestic or divine companionship.
— from Modern Painters, Volume 3 (of 5) by John Ruskin
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