When Mrs. Douglas is mum she is pretty sick, you bet.”
— from Anne of the Island by L. M. (Lucy Maud) Montgomery

Swowen , v. to faint, swoon, PP; i-swoȝe , pp. , S; y-swoȝe , S.—AS. swógan , to make a noise like the wind, to sough, sigh.
— from A Concise Dictionary of Middle English from A.D. 1150 to 1580 by A. L. (Anthony Lawson) Mayhew

Well, wise sir Pol, since you have practised thus Upon my freshman-ship, I'll try your salt-head, What proof it is against a counter-plot.
— from Volpone; Or, The Fox by Ben Jonson

pp. , S3; y-founde , S3; foundun , W.—OF. fonder , Lat. fundare .
— from A Concise Dictionary of Middle English from A.D. 1150 to 1580 by A. L. (Anthony Lawson) Mayhew

At the word, you rise on the peg, stiffen your left leg, hang your other one around in the air in a general in indefinite way, lean your stomach against the rear of the saddle, and then fall off, maybe on one side, maybe on the other; but you fall off.
— from What Is Man? and Other Essays by Mark Twain

"I've begun my picture of you among the Scotch firs, Maggie," said Philip, "so you must let me study your face a little, while you stay,–since I am not to see it again.
— from The Mill on the Floss by George Eliot

When everything had been taken from me,—watch, money, and a multitude of trifles of small value,—I supposed I was free, and forthwith put my cold hands into my empty pockets and began an inoffensive jig to warm my feet and stir up some latent courage—but instantly all pistols were at my head, and the order came again: They stood Mike up alongside of me, with strict orders to keep his hands above his head, too, and then the chief highwayman said: “Beauregard, hide behind that boulder; Phil Sheridan, you hide behind that other one; Stonewall Jackson, put yourself behind that sage-bush there.
— from Roughing It by Mark Twain

There Engins farr off breed a just true feare, Neere thrusts, pikes, stabs, yea bullets hurt not here.
— from The Poems of John Donne, Volume 1 (of 2) Edited from the Old Editions and Numerous Manuscripts by John Donne

“Ah, gentlemen!” cried Planchet, “so you are back again in Paris.
— from Twenty Years After by Alexandre Dumas

Well, what he meant was that when you wanted to get at his hiding-place by the sea, in a boat pulling sculls, you came and did certain things; and that when you wanted to get there by jumping down the Puffing Hole, you did other things.
— from Tempest-Driven: A Romance (Vol. 3 of 3) by Richard Dowling

May perdition seize your soul!"
— from Laurel Vane; or, The Girls' Conspiracy by Miller, Alex. McVeigh, Mrs.

The Swedish general announced that Karl Gustav sent his troops to his relative Yan Kazimir, as reinforcements against the Cossacks, that therefore the people of Great Poland should yield without resistance.
— from The Deluge: An Historical Novel of Poland, Sweden, and Russia. Vol. 1 (of 2) by Henryk Sienkiewicz

Yellow Poll ( see Yellow Warbler), 204 .
— from Bird Neighbors An Introductory Acquaintance with One Hundred and Fifty Birds Commonly Found in the Gardens, Meadows, and Woods About Our Homes by Neltje Blanchan

But possibly, sir, you may know my son?"
— from Cleo The Magnificent; Or, The Muse of the Real: A Novel by Louis Zangwill

Why don’t you go over and claim a dance or two from Miss Pederstone, seeing you are so anxious over her and Brenchfield?”
— from The Spoilers of the Valley by Robert Watson

Then changing the tone of his voice, as if he were about to speak on some totally different subject, he continued addressing himself to Colonel Rivolta: “I presume, sir, you are a native of Genoa, or you are very familiar with that city.”
— from Rank and Talent; A Novel, Vol. 1 (of 3) by William Pitt Scargill

After passing several years in Canada as has been already noticed, he returned to Richmond and paid a visit to his old home.
— from The Underground Railroad A Record of Facts, Authentic Narratives, Letters, &c., Narrating the Hardships, Hair-Breadth Escapes and Death Struggles of the Slaves in Their Efforts for Freedom, As Related by Themselves and Others, or Witnessed by the Author. by William Still