Ah me, Sumitrá's son, the spring Dear to sweet birds who love and sing, Wakes in my lonely breast the flame Of sorrow as I mourn my dame.
— from The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse by Valmiki

He is my good lord: whom I serve above is my master.
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

I can eat raw fish and ask no questions; and in a bird restaurant, Sunday for luncheon, I ate raw chicken wrapped in seaweed; abalone is my middle name, and some of the shell fish we eat is probably devil fish.
— from Letters from China and Japan by Harriet Alice Chipman Dewey

Ramifications in every direction, crossings, of trenches, branches, goose-feet, stars, as in military mines, cœcum, blind alleys, vaults lined with saltpetre, pestiferous pools, scabby sweats, on the walls, drops dripping from the ceilings, darkness; nothing could equal the horror of this old, waste crypt, the digestive apparatus of Babylon, a cavern, ditch, gulf pierced with streets, a titanic mole-burrow, where the mind seems to behold that enormous blind mole, the past, prowling through the shadows, in the filth which has been splendor.
— from Les Misérables by Victor Hugo

As soon as I met Mr. Cleveland I became impressed with his simplicity, greatness, and rugged honesty.
— from Up from Slavery: An Autobiography by Booker T. Washington

This brought me to my senses, and I made my fair Venetian happy again by embracing her in a sort of ecstacy.
— from The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, 1725-1798. Complete by Giacomo Casanova

And after the manner of those, they were of various magnitudes in various Positions of the Eye, swelling and shrinking as I moved my Eye this way and that way.
— from Opticks Or, A Treatise of the Reflections, Refractions, Inflections, and Colours of Light by Isaac Newton

You must not let yourself appear excited, but leave her to take all the initiatory steps, and I much mistake if she will not be extremely ready to do so, but all the more so if she finds you apparently innocent.
— from The Romance of Lust: A classic Victorian erotic novel by Anonymous

To tell the truth, I was more attached to the elder one, because she awakened in me memories of the first beautiful days of my life, and because, also, she was sensible in advance of her years; I may also have been influenced by the fact that the younger one was born at a time when I had grave doubts of my wife's fidelity.
— from The Confession of a Fool by August Strindberg

It is not best at first to go in for too many sails, as it means much more gear and
— from On Yacht Sailing A Simple Treatise for Beginners upon the Art of Handling Small Yachts and Boats by Thomas Fleming Day

I've had more than my share already in my musical training.
— from Sylvia Arden Decides by Margaret Piper Chalmers

We arrived safely back to the surface and I made my report.
— from Fighting the Boche Underground by H. D. (Harry Davis) Trounce

“I am her father’s sister, and if my memory serves me rightly, I told you that Monsieur de Ligny—” “Who is Monsieur de Ligny?” said Vine entering the room slowly.
— from The Haute Noblesse: A Novel by George Manville Fenn

For a moment Isoult was silent, and if Mr Monke could have read the thoughts hidden behind that quiet face, perhaps he would not have felt flattered.
— from Robin Tremayne A Story of the Marian Persecution by Emily Sarah Holt

"God bless the baby," he said, "and its mother," more earnestly.
— from The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 14, No. 81, July, 1864 A Magazine of Literature, Art, and Politics by Various