If you strike them, beat them, or whatever else you do to them, they will answer you after this fashion; or, as one of them said in old time, when the waves of the sea did beat upon him, and he slept as one upon the mast of a ship, 'When shall I awake?
— from The Pilgrim's Progress by John Bunyan Every Child Can Read by John Bunyan

This one was even younger, fresher, more childlike.
— from Complete Original Short Stories of Guy De Maupassant by Guy de Maupassant

Those were times of which, even yet, she could not bear to think.
— from The Winds of Chance by Rex Beach

I shall with great pleasure attend you on this occasion, when ere you’l permit it; unless you would have the kindness to double it to mee, by suffering my coach to wayte on you (and who you can gayne
— from The Works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 18 Dialogue concerning Women; Characters; Life of Lucian; Letters; Appendix; Index by John Dryden

The recognition of these partnerships would prevent the ostracism which even yet falls on the discarded mistress.
— from Women's Wild Oats: Essays on the Re-fixing of Moral Standards by C. Gasquoine (Catherine Gasquoine) Hartley

"Ah, Swift, Swift," the rogue said, complacently wagging his head at me, "there are some things of which even you are ignorant.
— from The Paternoster Ruby by Charles Edmonds Walk

Her words cut him like a knife, but he was too overwrought with emotion yet to give in and leave her.
— from The Career of Katherine Bush by Elinor Glyn

Though in point of age there was a difference of fifty years between them, yet Cicero mentions, on the authority of Accius himself, that they had brought out plays under the same Aediles, when the one was eighty years of age and the other thirty.
— from The Roman Poets of the Republic, 2nd edition by W. Y. (William Young) Sellar

"No, by this time, one would expect your memories to be somewhat confused.
— from The Best Made Plans by Everett B. Cole

The oldest was eight years, the youngest three months.
— from The Morgesons: A Novel by Elizabeth Stoddard

Suddenly the two youngest seized his hands, and whilst he struggled to release himself, the old woman exclaimed: “You want tobacco, hijo—you come to the Gypsy house to frighten the Callees and the strange Caloro out of their plako—truly, hijo, we have none for you, and right sorry I am; we have, however, plenty of the dust a su servicio .”
— from The Bible in Spain Or, the Journeys, Adventures, and Imprisonments of an Englishman, in an Attempt to Circulate the Scriptures in the Peninsula by George Borrow