Having long been a widower, he was in some measure accustomed to this state, until love laid a snare for him just at the age of sixty-five.
— from Court Memoirs of France Series — Complete by Various
Each Sponge unfolded little legs and started running towards the jam.
— from The City Curious by Jean de Boschère
As we steamed up Loch Linne a Scotchman pointed out Ben-Nevis.
— from Our Journey to the Hebrides by Joseph Pennell
Again I saw unnumbered little leaves and stalks and tendrils in the hedges; all, of shape and texture and colour actually and positively divine.
— from Of Walks and Walking Tours: An Attempt to find a Philosophy and a Creed by Arnold Haultain
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