[The proper] WINE SAUCE [for this dish] MAKE THUS: CRUSH PEPPER, LOVAGE MOISTENED WITH WINE, RAISIN WINE TO [121] TASTE, A LITTLE OIL, PLACE IN PAN TO BE COOKED; WHEN DONE BIND WITH ROUX.
— from Cookery and Dining in Imperial Rome by Apicius

It's a pity Lily makes herself so conspicuous.
— from The House of Mirth by Edith Wharton

Bentley, 1836):— "The whole party left Malmaison in tears, which brought on such dreadful headaches that all the amiable company were quite overcome by the idea of the journey.
— from Napoleon's Letters to Josephine, 1796-1812 For the First Time Collected and Translated, with Notes Social, Historical, and Chronological, from Contemporary Sources by Emperor of the French Napoleon I

I thought you'd be interested in hearing about Miller so I ran up from the store, but I must hustle home for I promised Luke MacAllister I'd help him build his grain stack this evening.
— from Rilla of Ingleside by L. M. (Lucy Maud) Montgomery

For the present let me defer this subject, and say a word or two about the climate and houses in our country.
— from Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions (Illustrated) by Edwin Abbott Abbott

The only pleasure left me was to spend my time on the balcony overlooking the yard.
— from The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, 1725-1798. Complete by Giacomo Casanova

"Please let me go quietly, Dirk," she said at last.
— from The Moon and Sixpence by W. Somerset (William Somerset) Maugham

With the glow-worm lights of country places, how could men see which were their own thoughts in the confusion of a Tory Ministry passing Liberal measures, of Tory nobles and electors being anxious to return Liberals rather than friends of the recreant Ministers, and of outcries for remedies which seemed to have a mysteriously remote bearing on private interest, and were made suspicious by the advocacy of disagreeable neighbors? Buyers of the Middlemarch newspapers found themselves in an anomalous position: during the agitation on the Catholic Question many had given up the "Pioneer"—which had a motto from Charles James Fox and was in the van of progress—because it had taken Peel's side about the Papists, and had thus blotted its Liberalism with a toleration of Jesuitry and Baal; but they were ill-satisfied with the "Trumpet," which—since its blasts against Rome, and in the general flaccidity of the public mind (nobody knowing who would support whom)—had become feeble in its blowing.
— from Middlemarch by George Eliot

‘Pitholeon libelled me’—“but here’s a letter Informs you, sir, ’twas when he knew no better.
— from An Essay on Man; Moral Essays and Satires by Alexander Pope

But privately let me tell you that he is failing—not fast, but gradually, surely failing.
— from The Continental Monthly, Vol. 5, No. 4, April, 1864 by Various

My mother died in giving birth to my only sister Eva (two years my junior); a misfortune which, in consequence of my father’s absorption in the duties of his practice, left me entirely to the care of the servants, by whom I was shamefully neglected.
— from The Congo Rovers: A Story of the Slave Squadron by Harry Collingwood

"I conceive," he says, "the Divell gets into their body and by his subtile substance more operative and searching than any fire or putrifying liquor, melts the yielding Campages of the body to such a consistency ... and makes it plyable to his imagination: and then it is as easy for him to work it into what shape he pleaseth."
— from A History of Witchcraft in England from 1558 to 1718 by Wallace Notestein

"All flung, too, at a man of peace like me," said the white-haired Sir Wilfrid, with his quiet smile.
— from The Coryston Family A Novel by Ward, Humphry, Mrs.

There is an old proverb, "Love me, love my dog."
— from Character by Samuel Smiles

"Poor little Madge," and he laid his hand coaxingly on her silky hair.
— from The Boy Artist. A Tale for the Young by F. M. S.

And as Matsadi hurried after the Austrian, the portly little man chuckled rapturously.
— from Ashton-Kirk, Secret Agent by John Thomas McIntyre

"It's kind o' lonesome to have poor little Mara away such a night as this is," said Mrs. Pennel; "but who would a-thought it this afternoon, when Aunt Roxy took her?"
— from The Pearl of Orr's Island: A Story of the Coast of Maine by Harriet Beecher Stowe

Pray let me hear nothing about riots in my house.
— from The Parent's Assistant; Or, Stories for Children by Maria Edgeworth

"It is you, false prophet, liar, murderer, who have brought a good man to his end!
— from The Angel by Guy Thorne