In all other respects scurvy in the monkey resembles that in the guinea-pig, even to the extent of the scorbutic rosary of the lower true ribs.
— from Scurvy, Past and Present by Alfred F. Hess

The average Jew enters into the plans of the secret group just to this extent, except in specially selected cases: It is perfectly understood that the consummation of the Jewish triumph will not be distasteful to any Jew, and if the methods to be used toward the end are a bit violent, every Jew can be depended upon to see in that violence a very insufficient retribution visited upon the Gentile world for the sufferings which it has caused the sons of Judah throughout the centuries.
— from The International Jew : The World's Foremost Problem by Anonymous

Soon as the clamor had ceased, checked by the authority of their ruler, Jupiter again broke silence in these words: “He, indeed, (dismiss your cares) has suffered dire punishment; but what was the offence and what the retribution, I will inform you.
— from The Metamorphoses of Ovid, Books I-VII by Ovid

There was not a soul in the street, the whole town was asleep, and my footsteps rang out with a hollow sound.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

ever green, And where Ægialus and Cromna lie, And lofty Sesamus invades the sky, And where Parthenius, roll'd through banks of flowers, Reflects her bordering palaces and bowers.
— from The Iliad by Homer

(Here follow some verses, such as her Ladyship was in the habit of composing by reams, in which she compares herself to Sabra, in the ‘Seven Champions,’ and beseeches her George to rescue her from THE DRAGON, meaning Mrs. Barry.
— from Barry Lyndon by William Makepeace Thackeray

He sliced off a piece of bacon for each man, but only the experienced old hands made out to eat it, for it was condemned army bacon which the United States would not feed to its soldiers in the forts, and the stage company had bought it cheap for the sustenance of their passengers and employees.
— from Roughing It by Mark Twain

It was hours before the excitement could be calmed; and all through that cruel night Jurgis would wake up now and then and hear Ona and her stepmother in the next room, sobbing softly to themselves.
— from The Jungle by Upton Sinclair

[281] How should any hold Those precious scriptures only old-world tales Of strange impossible torments and false gods; Of men and monsters in some brainless dream, Coherent, yet unmeaning, linked together By some false skein of song?
— from The Epic of Hades, in Three Books by Lewis Morris

Weatherford was in command, and, from a position slightly in the rear of the line, directed the operations of his men.
— from Famous Indian Chiefs Their Battles, Treaties, Sieges, and Struggles with the Whites for the Possession of America by Charles H. L. (Charles Haven Ladd) Johnston

Heavily, but swiftly, as islands slip into the water when a volcano shakes the ocean-bed, the great battle-ships buried their bows in the sea, their sides ripped apart with flame and smoke, the thunder of their guns roared and beat against the mountains, and, from the shore, the Spanish forts roared back at them, until the air between was split and riven.
— from Ranson's Folly by Richard Harding Davis

She sat still, in the dry light, but she was not wholly accustomed to that light—by no means wholly accustomed to that light.
— from The Wanderers by Mary Johnston

In the majority of cases they are not far from correct, but are least satisfactory in the blue and yellow.
— from Elementary Color by Milton Bradley

These little beings, so fragile, were cut short in their development by the lowering of the temperature.
— from A Night in the Luxembourg by Remy de Gourmont

I had taken every kind of medicine that was recommended for similar maladies, such as cod liver oil, sarsaparillas, iron tonic and syrup of hypophosphites, without any relief.
— from The People's Common Sense Medical Adviser in Plain English or, Medicine Simplified, 54th ed., One Million, Six Hundred and Fifty Thousand by Ray Vaughn Pierce

We want something more of this grace, sprightliness, and harmless play of the finer life of society in the newspaper.
— from Backlog Studies by Charles Dudley Warner

With these words he tore the fainting Aurelia from the Abbess, and with incredible quickness pulled out a stiletto, elevated it high over her head, and then plunged it into her heart, so that the blood sprung in torrents from the wound.—"Hurrah!—hurrah!" cried the maniac; "now have I won my bride—have won the Princess!"
— from The Devil's Elixir, Vol. 2 (of 2) by E. T. A. (Ernst Theodor Amadeus) Hoffmann