I believe I omitted to state that Mr. Andrew B. Amerzene, the chief mate of the Pilgrim, an estimable, kind, and trustworthy man, had a difficulty with Captain Faucon, who thought him slack, was turned off duty, and sent home with us in the Alert.
— from Two Years Before the Mast by Richard Henry Dana

The idea of comparing the market at Bruges with those of Dublin, although she had suggested it herself, caused immense scorn and derision on her part.
— from Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray

But when a cold damp wind drove through the open door, and she heard the croaking of frogs, she remembered vividly and in a moment all the rains of her short life, and could feel her kinship with the earth.
— from The Hungry Stones, and Other Stories by Rabindranath Tagore

It seems a daughter of the Duke of Lenox’s was, by force, going to be married the other day at Somerset House, to Harry Germin; but she got away and run to the King, and he says he will protect her.
— from The Diary of Samuel Pepys — Complete by Samuel Pepys

He hates whatever succeeds, as the eunuchs hate those who enjoy; he is one of the serpents of literature who nourish themselves on dirt and spite; he is a folliculaire ."
— from Candide by Voltaire

Jim was bringing up her horse as she passed the open door; and she hastened up-stairs to prepare for her ride.
— from Elsie Dinsmore by Martha Finley

One wonders why the story-teller has never wandered into this open door and sat him down on one of these barrel heads.
— from Romantic Canada by Victoria Hayward

You heard him reeling off those impromptu lines the other day, and said how clever they were!
— from Big Game: A Story for Girls by Vaizey, George de Horne, Mrs.

Where the two brooks meet a hollow willow tree hangs over the brown pool—brown with suspended sand and dead leaves slowly rotating under the surface—where the swirl of the meeting currents, one swift and shallow the other deeper and stronger, has scooped out a basin.
— from Wild Life in a Southern County by Richard Jefferies

Far within, she hungered, on the threshold of death, as she had hungered twenty years before, for the Italian sun, and the old Italian streets, with the deep eaves and the sculptured doorways, and the smells of leather and macaroni.
— from The Mating of Lydia by Ward, Humphry, Mrs.

He spoke to me earnestly about your Riband the other day, and said he had pressed to have it given to you.
— from Letters of Horace Walpole — Volume II by Horace Walpole

She came to the open door, and saw him standing looking intently into the cradle.
— from Mother-Meg; or, The Story of Dickie's Attic by Catharine Shaw

Ess met him at the outer door, and seeing his wild excitement, motioned him to caution.
— from By Blow and Kiss: The Love Story of a Man with a Bad Name. (Published serially under the title Unstable as Water). by Boyd Cable

All this lasts but a second; our sighs are of no more avail than the chirp of the grasshopper in autumn; and do its cries prevent winter from coming? Must not time pursue its course, and everything die to be renewed?" Thus thought the old dame, and she had no longer any fears for the future.
— from The Invasion of France in 1814 by Erckmann-Chatrian

It seems a daughter of the Duke of Lenox's was, by force, going to be married the other day at Somerset House, to Harry Germin; but she got away and run to the King, and he says he will protect her.
— from The Diary of Samuel Pepys by Samuel Pepys