Thanking you for your kind thought of us, Sincerely yours, Margaret Smith.
— from Etiquette by Emily Post
I wrostled, sir, between the silent orders in my bosom pulling me one way, and the written orders in my pocket-book pushing me the other, until (saving your presence)
— from The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins
[475] It {v2-429} was natural, therefore, that at the Oxford Union Society young Gladstone should distinguish himself by an eloquent speech {v2-430} against the threatened reform of the worst electoral abuses (see chap.
— from The Outline of History: Being a Plain History of Life and Mankind by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells
Being disappointed in respect to the man who was engaged to help him, he took old Uncle Sam Yelf, as better than nobody.
— from Lion Ben of Elm Island Elm Island Stories by Elijah Kellogg
Madame , I Could make some guesse whether souls that go to heaven, retain any memory of us that stay behinde, if I knew whether you ever thought of us, since you enjoyed your heaven, which is your self, at home.
— from Letters to Severall Persons of Honour by John Donne
Why, man," he continued, in a tone of unmeasured scorn, "you are duller than I thought you were!
— from The Wild Geese by Stanley John Weyman
They could turn the tables on us splendidly, you know, after our asking them to go to Sunday-school with us.
— from Harper's Young People, February 17, 1880 An Illustrated Weekly by Various
“Darling,” he had begged, “don't let us—it is the only ugly sound you make.”
— from The Nest Builder: A Novel by Beatrice Forbes-Robertson Hale
The sickness of the following condition, with its yearnings, longings, dizziness, is very nobly done, and delicate as is the theme, and demanding a touch of unerring strength, yet lightness, the part of the poem concerned with it contains certain of the most beautiful and stirring things.
— from Recollections of Dante Gabriel Rossetti by Caine, Hall, Sir
The estates lie convenient, the families are of equal rank, her father is agreed, and she has a sufficiency of beauty; there are, in short, no obstacles to our union save you and my lord of Pevensey, and
— from The Line of Love; Dizain des Mariages by James Branch Cabell
What I want is a dry place, a piece out uv that ocean uv sand you’re talkin’ ’bout.”
— from The Eyes of the Woods: A Story of the Ancient Wilderness by Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander) Altsheler
This position I filled with joy to myself and, I hope, with advantage to others, until some years later the society ceased to exist.
— from An Autobiography by Catherine Helen Spence
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