Augustus was lashed carefully to windward in such a manner as to prevent him from slipping overboard with the rolls of the vessel, as he was still too weak to hold on at all.
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven Edition Table Of Contents And Index Of The Five Volumes by Edgar Allan Poe

* This bold experiment, Sir John Hawkins has related in such a manner as to suggest a charge against Johnson of intentionally hastening his end; a charge so very inconsistent with his character in every respect, that it is injurious even to refute it, as Sir John has thought it necessary to do.
— from Boswell's Life of Johnson Abridged and edited, with an introduction by Charles Grosvenor Osgood by James Boswell

These remain skinny and emaciated even when set up in stone and mortar, and the outline already suggests that result.
— from Pragmatism: A New Name for Some Old Ways of Thinking by William James

Moreover, the walls of my castle are broken; the shadows are many, and the wind breathes cold through the broken battlements and casements.
— from Dracula by Bram Stoker

I have grouped these Essays in such a manner as to enable the reader to read together such as touch on the same or on kindred subjects.
— from Plutarch's Morals by Plutarch

There would be a horrible smash-up, and probably a separation from Margaret; then they would all start again, more as they had been in his mother’s time.
— from Howards End by E. M. (Edward Morgan) Forster

I cannot suspect it in the man whom I esteem, that there is the least spur from spleen or malevolence of intent in these sallies—I believe and know them to be truly honest and sportive:—But consider, my dear lad, that fools cannot distinguish this,—and that knaves will not: and thou knowest not what it is, either to provoke the one, or to make merry with the other:——whenever they associate for mutual defence, depend upon it, they will carry on the war in such a manner against thee, my dear friend, as to make thee heartily sick of it, and of thy life too.
— from The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman by Laurence Sterne

He seized an old shovel and spread ashes over the wet brands in such a manner as to entirely conceal them.
— from Les Misérables by Victor Hugo

At this point silence fell on us, a silence that was only broken by the sobs of the two women, who held each other tightly embraced; while the duke and I sat as motionless as two posts, our heads bent and our hands crossed, without as much as looking at each other.
— from The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, 1725-1798. Complete by Giacomo Casanova

Her heart stood still a moment, As the last leaf touched the ground; And her hand went swift to her maiden breast, For she heard a far-off sound; 'Twas the sound of a horseman spurring
— from Songs of the Ridings by F. W. (Frederic William) Moorman

“I ain't said as much as this about it for five years,” she went on, with a tell-tale quiver in her voice, “but now I've got going I can't stop.
— from The Village Watch-Tower by Kate Douglas Smith Wiggin

moonlight struck on the smooth level surface of the treacherous quicksand bar that had drawn Old Blue down to an agonizing death and from which, scarcely a month ago, the Ramblin' Kid had dragged Carolyn June.
— from The Ramblin' Kid by Earl Wayland Bowman

Minna, the serious, the prudent, the reserved, whose countenance and manners indicated so much elevation of character—Minna, the lover of solitude, and of those paths of knowledge in which men walk best without company—the enemy of light mirth, the friend of musing melancholy, and the frequenter of fountain-heads and pathless glens—she whose character seemed, in short, the very reverse of that which might be captivated by the bold, coarse, and daring gallantry of such a man as this Captain Cleveland, gave, nevertheless, her eye and ear to him, as he sat beside her at table, with an interest and a graciousness of attention, which, to Mordaunt, who well knew how to judge of her feelings by her manner, intimated a degree of the highest favour.
— from The Pirate Andrew Lang Edition by Walter Scott

“Peggy will have to look to her laurels if you can get up such a meal as this.
— from Peggy Owen and Liberty by Lucy Foster Madison

Miss Porter's lip curled scornfully a moment, and then she said, "Let me tell you the story of my life, shall I?"
— from Rosamond, or, the Youthful Error: A Tale of Riverside; And Other Stories by Mary Jane Holmes

One of the gendarmes has at last the courage to do so, and Marie Antoinette thanks him with a look which brings tears in the eyes of the gendarme, and which may perchance cause his death to-morrow under the guillotine as a traitor!
— from Empress Josephine: An Historical Sketch of the Days of Napoleon by L. (Luise) Mühlbach

A glint of amusement was in the eyes of Mell, but he made no reply, just quietly "sifted out," and a few moments later, while the foreman was in the midst of a story, a most appalling tumult broke upon our ears.
— from A Daughter of the Middle Border by Hamlin Garland

You have shown me that my sisters are married, and that my brothers have joined the army.
— from Old-Time Stories by Charles Perrault

In it, besides many Prophets and Sibyls who, singing in the simple ancient manner, announced the coming of Our Lord Jesus Christ, very notable—nay, marvellous, stupendous, and incomparable, from its having been contrived in those ignorant ages—was the Paradise, which, opening in an instant, was seen filled with all the hierarchies of the Angels and of the Saints both male and female, and with various movements representing its different spheres, and as it were sending down to earth the Divine Gabriel shining with infinite splendour, in the midst of eight other little Angels, to bring the Annunciation to the Glorious Virgin, who was seen waiting in her chamber, all humble and devout; all being let down (and reascending afterwards), to the rare marvel of everyone, from the highest [Pg 167] part of the cupola of that church, where the above-described Paradise was figured, down to the floor of the chamber of the Virgin, which was not raised any great height from the ground, and all with such security and by methods so beautiful, so facile, and so ingenious, that it appeared scarcely possible that the human brain was able to go so far.
— from Lives of the most Eminent Painters Sculptors and Architects, Vol. 10 (of 10) Bronzino to Vasari, & General Index. by Giorgio Vasari