At last, Mr. Featherstone eyed him again over his spectacles and presented him with a little sheaf of notes: Fred could see distinctly that there were but five, as the less significant edges gaped towards him.
— from Middlemarch by George Eliot
Leader of those Armies bright, Which but th’ Omnipotent none could have foyld, If once they hear that voyce, their liveliest pledge Of hope in fears and dangers, heard so oft In worst extreams, and on the perilous edge Of battel when it rag’d, in all assaults Their surest signal, they will soon resume New courage and revive, though now they lye Groveling and prostrate on yon Lake of Fire, As we erewhile, astounded and amaz’d, No wonder, fall’n such a pernicious highth.
— from Paradise Lost by John Milton
For my own part, I looked on Mr. Jack Maldon as a modern Sindbad, and pictured him the bosom friend of all the Rajahs in the East, sitting under canopies, smoking curly golden pipes—a mile long, if they could be straightened out.
— from David Copperfield by Charles Dickens
He hesitated but for an instant; then, with a slight sigh, drew in silence, and put himself upon his defence.
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven Edition Table Of Contents And Index Of The Five Volumes by Edgar Allan Poe
This, together with his hanging his coat on the floor on one side of a chair, and his vest on the floor on the other side, and piling his pants on the floor just in front of the same chair, and then comtemplating the general result with superstitious awe, and finally pronouncing it “too many for him” and going to bed with his boots on, led us to fear that something he had eaten had not agreed with him.
— from Roughing It by Mark Twain
A scuffling mass of monkeys, biting, scratching, tearing, and pulling, closed over Bagheera, while five or six laid hold of Mowgli, dragged him up the wall of the summerhouse and pushed him through the hole of the broken dome.
— from The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling
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— from A Complete Guide to Heraldry by Arthur Charles Fox-Davies
And he, an intellectual, a clever surgeon and physician, had loved her.
— from The Rainbow by D. H. (David Herbert) Lawrence
"Peterkin owns that he was blowing her up for something, and that he knocked the table down with his fist, but he swears he didn't touch her," [Pg 369] Tom said, repeating in substance all Peterkin had said to him in the train when shaking with fear of a writ .
— from Gretchen: A Novel by Mary Jane Holmes
He smiled down at her in fatherly fashion, his great, sinewy arm pressing hers, and the pressure reassured her.
— from Desert Conquest; or, Precious Waters by A. M. (Arthur Murray) Chisholm
Should there be, however, such a person, his righteous deeds would prove of no avail unto him, if he hath failed to follow the standard revealed in the Bayán; even as the pious deeds of the Christian monks profited them not, inasmuch as at the time of the manifestation of the Apostle of God—may the blessings of God rest upon Him—they contented themselves with the standard set forth in the Gospel.
— from Selections From the Writings of the Báb by `Ali Muhammad Shirazi Bab
He rose as he spoke and put his knees below him, and leaned across the bed with hands upon the blankets, staring his kinsman in the face as if he would pluck the truth from him out at the very eyes.
— from John Splendid: The Tale of a Poor Gentleman, and the Little Wars of Lorn by Neil Munro
And now those years of monastic peace and storm had come and gone, sifting and penetrating his soul, washing out from it little by little the heats and passions with which he had plunged.
— from The King's Achievement by Robert Hugh Benson
The victory over the central chief—the despot and dictator of Mexico—was generally believed to be a crowning measure of success, for the bitter persecutor soon dwindled into the humble supplicant, and pledged his name and his oath to secure the independence of the rebellious State.
— from History of the War Between Mexico and the United States, with a Preliminary View of its Origin, Volume 1 by Brantz Mayer
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