The day's task done, she dreaded to return to her narrow room, with its blotched wallpaper and shabby paint; and she hated every step of the walk thither, through the degradation of a New York street in the last stages of decline from fashion to commerce.
— from The House of Mirth by Edith Wharton

O, that a mighty man of such descent, Of such possessions, and so high esteem, Should be infused with so foul a spirit!
— from The Taming of the Shrew by William Shakespeare

Peroo was standing on the topmost coping of the tower, clad in the blue dungaree of his abandoned service, and as Findlayson motioned to him to be careful, for his was no life to throw away, he gripped the last pole, and, shading his eyes ship-fashion, answered with the long-drawn wail of the fo'c'sle lookout: " Ham dekhta hai " ("I am looking out").
— from Kipling Stories and Poems Every Child Should Know, Book II by Rudyard Kipling

"I will follow thy advice," Black-deer shouted, passionately, and seized his enemy's scalp lock.
— from The Freebooters: A Story of the Texan War by Gustave Aimard

Meantime Frank Grant, who was remarkably handsome, and very much the man of fashion, married a young lady with many possibilities, as Sir Hugh Evans says.
— from The Journal of Sir Walter Scott From the Original Manuscript at Abbotsford by Walter Scott

Ambition, pride and selfishness have entirely spoilt her.
— from Court Memoirs of France Series — Complete by Various

By the road by which every republic had toiled upward from the barren lowlands of early hardship and poverty, just at the point where the steepness of the hill had been overcome and a prospect opened of pleasant uplands of wealth and prosperity, a sphinx had ever stood, propounding the riddle, 'How shall a state combine the preservation of democratic equality with the increase of wealth?'
— from Equality by Edward Bellamy

Peroo was standing on the topmost coping of the tower, clad in the blue dungaree of his abandoned service, and as Findlayson motioned to him to be careful, for his was no life to throw away, he gripped the last pole, and, shading his eyes ship-fashion, answered with the long-drawn wail of the fo'c'sle lookout: “Ham dekhta hai” (“I am looking out”).
— from The Day's Work - Volume 1 by Rudyard Kipling

This can be done by frequently passing the hands over his body and down his limbs, dressing his mane and tail, pulling and stroking his ears, speaking caressingly to him, and in short winning his confidence by uniform manifestations of kindness and good will.
— from Riding for Ladies: With Hints on the Stable by O'Donoghue, Power, Mrs.

"Supposing it had let me through, I should have caught on the pole, and so have easily scrambled out, while poor Mr. Barkdale would have been quite helpless."
— from Nature's Serial Story by Edward Payson Roe