So the dainty feast, with its artistic refinement and music, ends at last in a brutal carouse, and the heads anointed with the most costly unguents drop in drunken slumber.
— from Expositions of Holy Scripture Ezekiel, Daniel, and the Minor Prophets. St. Matthew Chapters I to VIII by Alexander Maclaren
You remember well that business of Charles Dudley, I say, of him who was my friend and companion, my rival and my enemy, and last, my acquaintance----" "And your victim," murmured Filmer, in so low a tone that Sir Arthur Adelon did not remark the words, but added, "and my debtor.
— from The Convict: A Tale by G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford) James
This work, a book of four hundred to five hundred pages, small octavo, entitled "Oper und Drama," has been ready these six weeks; but as yet none of the publishers to whom I wrote about it has replied, and my expectations at least of gain from this work are therefore very small.
— from Correspondence of Wagner and Liszt — Volume 1 by Franz Liszt
I shall, too, avoid unpacking my cases in England; and lastly, I need some rest after my exertions and late hours.
— from Ole Bull: A Memoir by Sara Chapman Thorp Bull
E. testâ longitudinaliter costatâ, sordidè albâ; radiis angustissimis, marginibus et aciebus lævibus: scuto cum adductoris cristâ.
— from A Monograph on the Sub-class Cirripedia (Volume 2 of 2) The Balanidæ, (or Sessile Cirripedes); the Verrucidæ, etc., etc. by Charles Darwin
He reached a minor eminence and looked about him.
— from The Forgotten Planet by Murray Leinster
The convoy travelled by forced marches, but when they reached the lake of Garden, and saw the stars mirrored in its bosom, and heard the plashing of the waterfall, Amelolt thought, that being in the land of the Wolfings, they need no longer fear robbers, and might enjoy a little needful rest.
— from Epics and Romances of the Middle Ages by Wilhelm Wägner
There was a banging report at my ear, and lo, Dolf Norbury and his horse were mixed up in a kicking struggling heap.
— from A Frontier Mystery by Bertram Mitford
Nothing really ails me except a little weakness which I shall soon overcome.
— from Aaron the Jew: A Novel by B. L. (Benjamin Leopold) Farjeon
Instead, I found myself to my surprise in a small chamber, or rather passage, curtained at both ends, and occupied by a couple of guardsmen--members, doubtless, of the Band of the Forty-Five--who rose at my entrance and looked at me dubiously.
— from Historical Romances: Under the Red Robe, Count Hannibal, A Gentleman of France by Stanley John Weyman
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