To the lad the streets presented a spectacle of unwonted brilliancy, and he gaped with amazement.
— from Dead Souls by Nikolai Vasilevich Gogol

The sword of the demon, famine, seemed to my disturbed apprehension to be suspended over us by a hair.
— from St. Leon: A Tale of the Sixteenth Century by William Godwin

Never any more while he lived would either of them be his again; and had Dante known it for his last glimpse of things immortal when the two lovers floated away from him in their sad embrace, he would have had no such sense of utter banishment as had Malbone then.
— from Malbone: An Oldport Romance by Thomas Wentworth Higginson

So old Uncle Bill, as he instructed the children to call him, harnessed a pair of horses and drove the three young business women back to their respective homes.
— from Marjorie's Vacation by Carolyn Wells

Added to all the rest, his system of unspeakable barbarities and horrible tortures at length drove the people to desperation, and led to the successful uprising and heroic struggle for freedom under Judas the Maccabee—truly God’s hammer—and his brothers (recorded in the [540] Apocryphal books bearing that name).
— from Tarry thou till I come; or, Salathiel, the wandering Jew. by George Croly

Saying this, the young woman, with some dignity, turned her back upo him, and disappeared down the companion-way, leaving Morris in a state of utter bewilderment as he looked down at the broken steamer chair, wondering if the lady was insane.
— from In a Steamer Chair, and Other Stories by Robert Barr

Yet as he spurred up the Carrizo trail he felt helpless and abused, like a tried soldier who is sent out unarmed by a humanitarian commander.
— from Hidden Water by Dane Coolidge

This man proved to be a keeper of voitures,--an ominous profession under the circumstances,--and he assured me that I could make a most lovely course the next day, through scenery of unrivalled beauty; and he eloquently told on his fingers the villages and sights I should come to.
— from Ice-Caves of France and Switzerland by G. F. (George Forrest) Browne

Dinner being over, the Bonnie Lassie took the pair into her studio to see her new series of unfinished bronzes, and, having got them there, obeyed an imperative (and purely imaginary) summons from without, and left them.
— from Our Square and the People in It by Samuel Hopkins Adams