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The Goths settled within these districts formed their national associations of tens, hundreds, and thousands, under native Gothic officers.
— from A History of Rome to 565 A. D. by Arthur E. R. (Arthur Edward Romilly) Boak
Without certitude in religious faith there may be much decency of profession and of observance, but there can be no habit of prayer, no directness of devotion, no intercourse with the unseen, no generosity of self-sacrifice.
— from An Essay in Aid of a Grammar of Assent by John Henry Newman
Before the Union, no goods of any kind could be landed in Scotland from the American plantations, unless they had first been landed in England, and paid duty there; nor even, in that case, might they be conveyed by any Scotch vessel.
— from History of Civilization in England, Vol. 3 of 3 by Henry Thomas Buckle
People who shut themselves up never get on, Ewen.
— from Lady Connie by Ward, Humphry, Mrs.
Never preach on their great desirableness and propriety; for so doing, you ask audience of the judgment; and by way of the understanding no glow of noble passion ever came.
— from Unitarianism Defended A Series of Lectures by Three Protestant Dissenting Ministers of Liverpool by John Hamilton Thom
Whatever the bailiff's trouble had been, it seemed to be lightened to-day, Ellen thought; and yet that unusual noisy gaiety of his gave her an uncomfortable feeling: it did not seem natural or easy.
— from Fenton's Quest by M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon
(T. 443); the Balsár grant of Vinayáditya Mangalarája dated a.d. 731 (Śaka 653); the Navsárí grant of Pulakeśi Janáśraya dated a.d. 738–9 (T. 490); the Kaira grant of Vijayarája dated Śaṃvatsara 394; and the undated Nirpan grant of Nágavarddhana Tribhuvanáśraya.
— from History of Gujarát Gazetteer of the Bombay Presidency, Volume I, Part I. by James M. Campbell
Its hospitable arcades, under which so many poor old savants take fresh air and shelter themselves from the sun; the large flagstones all round, between the crevices of which microscopic yellow grass grows; its tall pillars, blackened by time, by hands, and by the dirt from the road; the uninterrupted noise going on all around, the departure of the omnibuses, like the departure of the old coaches, the fraternity of the people who meet there; everything, even to the very railings of the Luxembourg, gives it a quite special aspect in the midst of Paris.
— from My Double Life: The Memoirs of Sarah Bernhardt by Sarah Bernhardt
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