"Monsieur," said Mademoiselle St. Pierre, rising, and this time speaking with her own sweet smile, "I have the honour to tell you that, with a single exception, every person in classe has offered her bouquet.
— from Villette by Charlotte Brontë
Perhaps, ere very long—only the mother said privately, rather anxiously too, that she did not wish this part of the scheme to be mentioned to Guy just now—perhaps, ere long it would be "Guy Halifax, Esquire, of Beechwood;" and "the old people" at happy little Longfield.
— from John Halifax, Gentleman by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
Fruit small, pyriform, rounded at the top, sides unequal, light green turning yellowish, often rather brown-blushed, some russet markings; flesh fine-grained, very juicy; second for the table, first for the kitchen; Aug. Hitzendorfer Mostbirne.
— from The Pears of New York by U. P. Hedrick
CHAPTER XII Helena Spring My native valley hath a thousand springs, but not to one of them shall I attach hereafter, such precious recollections as to this solitary fount, which bestows its liquid treasures where they are not only delightful, but nearly indispensable .
— from Spinifex and Sand A Narrative of Five Years' Pioneering and Exploration in Western Ausralia by David Wynford Carnegie
Truth to tell, the Gothic is not so purely Gothic, nor the Renaissance so purely Renaissance, as that they should clash one with the other.
— from Windows: A Book About Stained & Painted Glass by Lewis F. (Lewis Foreman) Day
I suppose it was some such profound rumination as this that suggested to my two friends and myself the idea of the cruise hereinafter to be recorded.
— from Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Volume 61, No. 376, February, 1847 by Various
The latter was a strolling player recently admitted to the sacred precincts of Drury.
— from The Palmy Days of Nance Oldfield by Edward Robins
Some of the United States Pacific roads, awake to the seriousness of the competition threatened, attacked it in the New York market.
— from The Railway Builders: A Chronicle of Overland Highways by Oscar D. (Oscar Douglas) Skelton
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