Dear madam, as I know your history, and feel as men and angels must who hear and see such things, I do entreat you to believe that I would die to serve you.’
— from Nicholas Nickleby by Charles Dickens

And so I say still; although I may not deny, but that I have had some [3949] bountiful patrons, and noble benefactors, ne sim interim ingratus , and I do thankfully acknowledge it, I have received some kindness, quod Deus illis beneficium rependat, si non pro votis, fortasse pro meritis , more peradventure than I deserve, though not to my desire, more of them than I did expect, yet not of others to my desert; neither am I ambitious or covetous, for this while, or a Suffenus to myself; what I have said, without prejudice or alteration shall stand.
— from The Anatomy of Melancholy by Robert Burton

This is done every year.
— from The Histories of Polybius, Vol. 1 (of 2) by Polybius

"The Mississippi carries into the Gulf of Mexico every year seven and a half billion cubic feet of soil; enough to cover Long Island two inches deep every year."
— from Carpentry and Woodwork by Edwin W. Foster

"When you come close to it, dear Emily, you will see that it requires the foot of a goat and the heart of a lion to climb up there over the rough, disjointed, tottering stones.
— from The Man in Black: An Historical Novel of the Days of Queen Anne by G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford) James

The intelligent berger or manager said that most of the ice from the glacière was used for butter making during the hot weather; and that between the inroads thus made upon it and from other causes, the ice disappeared every year before autumn, but that it formed afresh every winter; pretty good evidence to show that the ice in this cave has nothing to do with a glacial period.
— from Glacières; or, Freezing Caverns by Edwin Swift Balch

Here's a nice bit of egg for you, Beauty; that'll shine you up some, though I do expect you've seen your best days.
— from Mrs. Tree's Will by Laura Elizabeth Howe Richards

—A department store in New York recently made a census of its customers, and from the count kept for a single week it was estimated that 3,125,000 persons passed through its doors every year.
— from One Thousand Ways to Make Money by Page Fox

It’s more than I dared expect you would do for me.”
— from Seth's Brother's Wife: A Study of Life in the Greater New York by Harold Frederic

No violent death—nothing but the common subsidence of life—I have made up my mind; what happens to everybody can't be so very bad; and millions of worse men than I die every year.
— from J. S. Le Fanu's Ghostly Tales, Volume 3 The Haunted Baronet (1871) by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu

About window-curtains—I mean the drapery ones—we have the same trouble in deciding every year.
— from The Last of the Peterkins With Others of Their Kin by Lucretia P. (Lucretia Peabody) Hale