One huge gingko tree, topping all the others, shot its great limbs and maidenhair foliage over the fort which we had constructed.
— from The Lost World by Arthur Conan Doyle

Intermediates gave him single words from sentences in Greek, Latin, Spanish, Portuguese, Italian, and other languages, and told him their places in the sentences.
— from Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World by Mark Twain

The guards in silver uniform and the servants in gold livery would not allow it.
— from Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen by H. C. (Hans Christian) Andersen

But the clouds are gathering behind us, hiding the moon, whereas toward the east the sky is growing lighter, becoming a clear blue tinged with red.
— from Complete Original Short Stories of Guy De Maupassant by Guy de Maupassant

“When a boat is well built, properly trimmed, and not deep laden, the waves in a strong gale, when she is going large, seem always to slip from beneath her—which appears very strange to a landsman—and this is what is called riding , in sea phrase.
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 2 by Edgar Allan Poe

"Let us go," she said: "it grows late."
— from The Sorrows of Young Werther by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Only the trembling aspen shook its grey leaves.
— from Pan Tadeusz Or, the Last Foray in Lithuania; a Story of Life Among Polish Gentlefolk in the Years 1811 and 1812 by Adam Mickiewicz

560 At whiche she lough, and gan hir faste excuse, And seyde, `It rayneth; lo, how sholde I goon?' `Lat be,' quod he, `ne stond not thus to muse; This moot be doon, ye shal be ther anoon.'
— from Troilus and Criseyde by Geoffrey Chaucer

I left her son in the carriage, and sent up my name, expecting she would fly to meet me; but the porter told me to wait, and in a few minutes a servant in grand livery brought me a note in which Madame Cornelis asked me to get down at the house to which her servant would conduct me.
— from The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, 1725-1798. Complete by Giacomo Casanova

Mary could not be long, surely; it grew late.
— from Beaumaroy Home from the Wars by Anthony Hope

Them that retail the stuff is generally looked down upon, but them air that is rich enough to shovel it out by the hullsale is looked up tu on the principle, turn yer back tu a poor devil, take off yer hat to a rich devil.
— from Little Wolf: A Tale of the Western Frontier by Mary Ann Mann Cornelius

A physiognomist of the very least discernment must at once have pronounced him to be a satirical, irritable, genuine lover of mischief, for mischief's sake—mirthful after his own fashion, and as merry as a grig upon a gridiron, when every face about him should be drawn to a half yard in length by some unforeseen annoyance, or petty disaster.
— from The Irish Penny Journal, Vol. 1 No. 05, August 1, 1840 by Various

On re-entering the city I stopped at one end of the Carrera del Darro , in front of a house richly adorned with bas-reliefs representing heraldic shields, armor, cherubs, and lions, with a little balcony, over one corner of which, partly on one wall and partly on another, I read the following mysterious inscription stamped in great letters: " Esperando la del Cielo ," which, literally translated, signifies " Awaiting her in Heaven ."
— from Spain, v. 2 (of 2) by Edmondo De Amicis

The first rays of sun struck the hard ocher sandstone of the Red Fort's east wall and suddenly it glowed like an inflamed ruby, throwing its warmth across the face of the Jamuna River.
— from The Moghul by Thomas Hoover

"Hail, little friend!" said I; "great love to you.
— from Summer Cruising in the South Seas by Charles Warren Stoddard

Briskow's kindly face had settled into graver lines when next he spoke.
— from Flowing Gold by Rex Beach

These are the oldest experiments in the United States in which organic manures have been re-enforced with phosphorus, and the only addition suggested for the profitable improvement of this system is ground limestone on acid soils.
— from The Farm That Won't Wear Out by Cyril G. (Cyril George) Hopkins

But it suddenly occurred to me that, if I were to pretend to be dead they would leave me, thinking their murderous work accomplished; so I groaned loudly as if dying, and resigned myself into their hands, holding my breath as much as possible.
— from Gems for the Young Folks Fourth Book of the Faith-Promoting Series. Designed for the Instruction and Encouragement of Young Latter-Day Saints. by Various

There can still be found over the door of what was once his shop a weather-beaten example of his skill in gold letters, the product of his own hand.
— from The Fortunes of Oliver Horn by Francis Hopkinson Smith