His naturally dark complexion had assumed a still further shade of brown from the habit the unfortunate man had acquired of stationing himself from morning till eve at the threshold of his door, on the lookout for guests who seldom came, yet there he stood, day after day, exposed to the meridional rays of a burning sun, with no other protection for his head than a red handkerchief twisted around it, after the manner of the Spanish muleteers.
— from The Count of Monte Cristo, Illustrated by Alexandre Dumas

05 (continué, viendo que uno de aquellos tigres se ruborizaba): si, como yo, tuvieseis hijos; si pensarais que tal vez mañana se verán en la tierra de este infeliz, en la misma situación que él, solos, moribundos, lejos de sus padres;
— from Novelas Cortas by Pedro Antonio de Alarcón

But Ella understood her, and returning the warm pressure, she continued, "You, too, have seen it then, and know that I must die; but oh!
— from Dora Deane; Or, The East India Uncle by Mary Jane Holmes

They naturally act with special vigour upon those minds already habituated to vibrations of similar character; yet they have some effect on every mental body upon which they impinge, so that their tendency is to awaken the power of higher thought in those to whom it has not yet become a custom.
— from Thought-Forms by Annie Besant

You have been used to a cunning woman, and you almost look for cunning—Nay, in managing my happiness, you now and then wounded my sensibility, concealing yourself, till honest sympathy, giving you to me without disguise, lets me look into a heart, which my half-broken one wishes to creep into, to be revived and cherished.—You have frankness of heart, but not often exactly that overflowing ( épanchement de cœur ), which becoming almost childish, appears a weakness only to the weak.
— from The Love Letters of Mary Wollstonecraft to Gilbert Imlay by Mary Wollstonecraft

Presently, she called Yulia to her side.
— from Arethusa by F. Marion (Francis Marion) Crawford

Sometimes, again, let the church be never so circumspect, yet these have so much help from the devil that they beguile them all, and so get in.
— from Works of John Bunyan — Volume 03 by John Bunyan

Yet this may be the mere disease Of grief with her: for why destroy The few short hours of human joy, Though Reason own them not?—"Shout on," she cries, "Ye thoughtless, happy souls!
— from The Isle of Palms, and Other Poems by John Wilson

“The court usually allows the ward to choose her guardian in such a case, and if you strongly commend yourself to her, she may choose you.
— from Dorothy South: A Love Story of Virginia Just Before the War by George Cary Eggleston

But it was the price he had to pay—that this fresh, sweet, clean young thing had seen him as he once had been, and that he never could forget what she had looked upon.
— from In Secret by Robert W. (Robert William) Chambers