By help of her more potent ministers, And in her most unmitigable rage, Into a cloven pine; within which rift Imprison’d thou didst painfully remain A dozen years; within which space she died, 280 And left thee there; where thou didst vent thy groans As fast as mill-wheels strike.
— from The Tempest The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [9 vols.] by William Shakespeare

Therefore what he gives (Whose praise be ever sung) to man in part Spiritual, may of purest Spirits be found No ingrateful food: and food alike those pure Intelligential substances require As doth your Rational; and both contain Within them every lower facultie Of sense, whereby they hear, see, smell, touch, taste, Tasting concoct, digest, assimilate, And corporeal to incorporeal turn.
— from Paradise Lost by John Milton

Captain Orlando Killion OH, YOU young radicals and dreamers, You dauntless fledglings Who pass by my headstone, Mock not its record of my captaincy in the army And my faith in God!
— from Spoon River Anthology by Edgar Lee Masters

If, sir, you do not in the shortest possible time after receiving this letter return me in full, first, the three hundred and fifty roubles I gave you, and, secondly, all the sums that should come to me according to your promise, I will have recourse to every possible means to compel you to return it, even to open force, secondly to the protection of the laws, and finally I beg to inform you that I am in possession of facts, which, if they remain in the hands of your humble servant, may ruin and disgrace your name in the eyes of all the world.
— from Short Stories by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

There is nothing to be done with Erik except to run away!" "Then why, when you were able to run away, did you go back to him?" "Because I had to.
— from The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux

she remarked, "and do you pay any notice to me?
— from Hung Lou Meng, or, the Dream of the Red Chamber, a Chinese Novel, Book I by Xueqin Cao

Rivers and Dorset, you were standers by, And so wast thou, Lord Hastings, when my son Was stabb'd with bloody daggers.
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

No, believe me: Religion alone deserves you; and far is it from Matilda's wish to draw you from the paths of virtue.
— from The Monk: A Romance by M. G. (Matthew Gregory) Lewis

“Rise and dress yourself, emigrant.”
— from A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens

"I will," says the king, "and as you're the first man I ever heerd tell of that rode a dhraggin, you shall be called Lord Mount Dhraggin," says he.
— from Half-Hours with Great Story-Tellers Artemus Ward, George Macdonald, Max Adeler, Samuel Lover, and Others by Various

On my laying before her your Majesty’s request, and delivering your letter, she, as usual, spoke of the great regard she entertained towards your Majesty, mentioning the deep obligation under which she had been laid by your Majesty’s attentions to her son the King.
— from The Life and Letters of Ogier Ghiselin de Busbecq, Volumes 1 and 2 by Ogier Ghislain de Busbecq

As she had been carefully trained to make the most of any opportunity offered, especially with a rich and desirable young man for the prize, she used every art to captivate Tom.
— from Polly and Eleanor by Lillian Elizabeth Roy

—Can any of your correspondents inform me in what book, play, poem, or novel, a character named Sathaniel appears? There is a rather common picture bearing that title; it represents a dark young lady, in Eastern dishabille, with a turban on her head, reclining on a many-cushioned divan, and holding up a jewel in one hand.
— from Notes and Queries, Number 77, April 19, 1851 A Medium of Inter-communication for Literary Men, Artists, Antiquaries, Genealogists, etc. by Various

“I done drug dese yer t’ings f’om de burer in yo’ ma’s room an’ do you keep tight fas’ ’em ’twell I come back.
— from Three Little Women: A Story for Girls by Gabrielle E. (Gabrielle Emilie) Jackson

A humbler adventurer was Pierre Gambie, a robust and daring youth, who had been brought up in the household of Coligny, and was now a soldier under Laudonniere.
— from France and England in North America, Part I: Pioneers of France in the New World by Francis Parkman

No: I will thrust my fingers through your ribs, and drink your blood!--You conquer me?—Ha, ha!--Yes, yes; you shall!--I will sit upon you, and press you to hell!
— from Caleb Williams; Or, Things as They Are by William Godwin

‘These may seem trifles in the days of exile and adversity, but they are title-deeds fortune never fails to adduce when better times come round.’ ‘And do you really still believe in such, Massoni?
— from Gerald Fitzgerald, the Chevalier: A Novel by Charles James Lever