They would have much preferred to sacrifice any prospects in Uncle Matthew's will to the dances of the autumn season; nor were they appeased by their mother's suggestion that separation from each other for a time might lead to many offers of marriage from young men who had hitherto been perplexed by the difficulty of choosing between them.
— from Rich Relatives by Compton MacKenzie

Her tears and her sobs, mingled with the frank declaration of the most humiliating actions, had made such a profound impression upon me that I was, for some time, unable to speak.
— from Fifty Years in the Church of Rome by Charles Paschal Telesphore Chiniquy

These stories of feeling in which there is no feeling make a strange and painful impression upon me.
— from Amiel's Journal: The Journal Intime of Henri-Frédéric Amiel by Henri Frédéric Amiel

Few men of this century have had such a powerful influence upon music, or have done so much to elevate and purify it.
— from The Standard Cantatas: Their Stories, Their Music, and Their Composers A Handbook by George P. (George Putnam) Upton

Making bear sign is my long suit.' "'Mouse,' said Miller to one of the boys, 'go out and bring in his saddle from the stable and put it under my bed.
— from The Log of a Cowboy: A Narrative of the Old Trail Days by Andy Adams

She 251 carefully lifted the pile of papers from the top shelf and placed it upon Marjorie’s arms.
— from Marjorie Dean, Marvelous Manager by Josephine Chase

"Oh no," said Mavis seriously and prosaically, "I used my legs."
— from The Sealed Message by Fergus Hume

Then the rain began to fall; and the rain became hail, and the hail became sleet, and pelted in upon me, it did.
— from The Shadow of a Crime: A Cumbrian Romance by Caine, Hall, Sir

Let us, then, take off the plumed helmet from the head of my son and place it upon Milosh’s head, and thus make him the bridegroom for the time being, until we have peacefully gained possession of the maiden!”
— from Hero Tales and Legends of the Serbians by Woislav M. Petrovitch

Everybody danced; the babies stacked on Patience's bed, or penned behind chairs, sprawled and pranced in unsteady mimicry of their elders.
— from Moods by Louisa May Alcott