But, be that as it may, your ravishing beauty hath had such might that love constraineth me to do thus; and I tell you that you may glory in your charms over all other women, considering that they please holy men, who are used to look upon the beauties of heaven.
— from The Decameron of Giovanni Boccaccio by Giovanni Boccaccio
At length, after fingering your watch with an insane desire to accelerate its movement, you run into the ribs of something, which resembles the skeleton of a whale—the train stops—and you know that your journey is at an end.
— from Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Vol. 70, No. 434, December, 1851 by Various
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