I should not speak so plainly of a gentleman, long since past answering, had not the pulpit, of late years, publicly owned his doctrine, and made it the current divinity of the times.
— from Second Treatise of Government by John Locke
Really, the neighbours will laugh at you, since, though you live in the fertile plain of Lithuania, you paint only crags and deserts.”
— from Pan Tadeusz Or, the Last Foray in Lithuania; a Story of Life Among Polish Gentlefolk in the Years 1811 and 1812 by Adam Mickiewicz
Pious old ladies, young philanthropists and novelists in search of “copy” who visit Tangier go into “visibilio,” as the Italians say, over the prisoners in the prison, with its flat horseshoe arches at the door, so similar in style to those at Toledo in the old synagogue, now turned into a church.
— from Mogreb-el-Acksa: A Journey in Morocco by R. B. (Robert Bontine) Cunninghame Graham
You are the High Priestess of Life....” “Your priestess,” whispered Ann Veronica, softly.
— from Ann Veronica: A Modern Love Story by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells
More particularly of later years Professor Clifford's theory of mind-stuff has attracted a great deal of attention.
— from On Mr. Spencer's Data of Ethics by Malcolm (Writer on Herbert Spencer) Guthrie
The Conservative party of late years, principally because it has the simple task of holding back, has been better able to define its lines and preserve a compact organization.
— from England by Charles Dudley Warner
PAPER Of late years, paper has been added to the interests of [Pg 159] Sittingbourne.
— from The Dover Road: Annals of an Ancient Turnpike by Charles G. (Charles George) Harper
Though actors and actresses live, nowadays, in all parts of London, yet, perhaps, they most incline to Bloomsbury and Soho, which classic region they have, indeed, haunted for centuries.
— from Highways and Byways in London by Emily Constance Baird Cook
But on pain of losing your places let no one hear of what has taken place to-day, or may occur in future," said Heinrich , sternly, and left the building.
— from A Twofold Life by Wilhelmine von Hillern
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