Perhaps you understand now why I did not choose to organize my material differently.
— from A General Introduction to Psychoanalysis by Sigmund Freud

After a silence, the priest resumed,— “You are, nevertheless, tolerably poor?” “Poor, yes; unhappy, no.”
— from Notre-Dame de Paris by Victor Hugo

Perhaps you understand now why I want you to go and jump in that pond.
— from Right Ho, Jeeves by P. G. (Pelham Grenville) Wodehouse

I pray you, use no violence.
— from Volpone; Or, The Fox by Ben Jonson

Slow, undoubtedly, was the flight—they did not run, they walked away; but so was pursuit, and altogether, without authentic lights and official helps—a matter of post-chaises and perplexity, cross-roads and rumour, foundering in a wild waste of conjecture, or swallowed in the quag of some country inn-yard, where nothing was to be heard, and out of which there would be no relay of posters to pull you until nine o'clock next morning.
— from The House by the Church-Yard by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu

But of all this there is little record, and the lives of these pirates yield us none of the scenes of picturesque wickedness and wholesale murder which embellish the stories of Blackbeard, Morgan, and other sea-rovers of old.
— from Historic Tales: The Romance of Reality. Vol. 02 (of 15), American (2) by Charles Morris

Moreover, albeit most earnestly I affected her, I sought to procure your union, not like a lover, but as a true husband, nor would I immodestly touch her, till first (as herselfe can testifie) with the words becomming wedlocke, and the Ring also I espoused her, demanding of her, if shee would accept mee as her husband, and shee answered mee, with her full consent.
— from The Decameron (Day 6 to Day 10) Containing an hundred pleasant Novels by Giovanni Boccaccio

I am come to pray you use no more perswasions For this old stubborn man: nay to command ye: His sail is swell'd too full: he is grown too insolent, Too self-affected, proud: those poor slight services He has done my Father, and my self, has blown him To such a pitch, he flyes to stoop our favours.
— from Beaumont & Fletcher's Works (3 of 10): The Loyal Subject by John Fletcher

I did not come here to poke you up, nor to pick a quarrel, but with a very good intention; and, as the friend I am to you, to prevent your making an atrocious fool of yourself.
— from The Catholic World, Vol. 14, October 1871-March 1872 A Monthly Magazine of General Literature and Science by Various

Perhaps you understand now.”
— from The World's Illusion, Volume 2 (of 2): Ruth by Jakob Wassermann

And I thinke you have no cause to forsake us, for we put you upon no new thing, but what your agent perswaded us to, & you by your letters desired.
— from Bradford's History of 'Plimoth Plantation' From the Original Manuscript. With a Report of the Proceedings Incident to the Return of the Manuscript to Massachusetts by William Bradford

And I say again, if you'll put me up to a three-pound grayling I'll cut off your leg for nothing any time you want it done!" "Well, now," said Sim Gage, his forehead puckering up, "I don't want to put you under no obligations, Doc."
— from The Sagebrusher: A Story of the West by Emerson Hough

"I shall place you under no instructions, for I do not think you need them.
— from The Golden Hope: A Story of the Time of King Alexander the Great by Robert H. (Robert Higginson) Fuller