“I know of no such plan, reverend sir,” answered the page, “and therefore can aid none such.—My duty towards the Queen has been simply that of an attendant; it is a task, of which, at times, I would willingly have been freed; nevertheless—” “It is to prepare thee for the enjoyment of something more of liberty,” said the preacher, “that I have endeavoured to impress upon you the deep responsibility under which your office must be discharged.
— from The Abbot by Walter Scott
The beautiful silver table in Her Majesty's collection at Windsor Castle, illustrated on page 68, is probably one of Spanish make of late sixteenth or early seventeenth century.
— from Illustrated History of Furniture: From the Earliest to the Present Time by Frederick Litchfield
Very thin shoes of silk, morocco, or light stuff unfitted little girls for any very active exercise; these [58] were high-heeled.
— from Child Life in Colonial Days by Alice Morse Earle
After they had practiced on a few long reaches, Jerry showed Sandy how to beat or point, which is the art of sailing more or less straight into the wind.
— from Troubled Waters Sandy Steele Adventures #6 by Robert Leckie
"Friend Göbel," said the old man, "now I'll just tell you what I propose doing this morning, just by way of stretching my old limbs, seeing that I have not had a walk for an age.
— from Tales of the Wonder Club, Volume II by M. Y. Halidom
But under the wooden box she saw the corner of something made of leather sticking out.
— from The Phantom Treasure by Harriet Pyne Grove
The fact that a marble slab or shaft more or less sculptured, and inscribed with words more or less helpless, is the utmost that we can give to one whom once we could caress with every tenderness of speech and touch, and that, after all, the memorial we raise is rather to our own grief, and is a decency, a mere conventionality,—this is a dreadful fact on which the heart breaks itself with such a pang, that it always seems a desolation never recognized, an anguish never felt before.
— from Suburban Sketches by William Dean Howells
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