And any one may hence learn how very great piety we exercise towards God, and the observance of his laws, since the priests were not at all hindered from their sacred ministrations by their fear during this siege, but did still twice a-day, in the morning and about the ninth hour, offer their sacrifices on the altar; nor did they omit those sacrifices, if any melancholy accident happened by the stones that were thrown among them; for although the city was taken on the third month, on the day of the fast, 6 upon the hundred and seventy-ninth olympiad, when Caius Antonius and Marcus Tullius Cicero were consuls, and the enemy then fell upon them, and cut the throats of those that were in the temple; yet could not those that offered the sacrifices be compelled to run away, neither by the fear they were in of their own lives, nor by the number that were already slain, as thinking it better to suffer whatever came upon them, at their very altars, than to omit any thing that their laws required of them.
— from Antiquities of the Jews by Flavius Josephus
Suddenly a man who had entered the courtyard, and who had attentively watched him for some moments, came abruptly up to him,— "What are you doing there?" "What is that to you?" said Gindrier.
— from The History of a Crime The Testimony of an Eye-Witness by Victor Hugo
what’s the matter with? Unsa ka bang sultían, mu ra ka mag bungul, What’s the matter with you that when I talk to you you act deaf? 4 at the end of a phrase: it is so, is it not?
— from A Dictionary of Cebuano Visayan by John U. Wolff
4. Now at this time it happened that the Grecians at Cesarea had been too hard for the Jews, and had obtained of Nero the government of the city, and had brought the judicial determination: at the same time began the war, in the twelfth year of the reign of Nero, and the seventeenth of the reign of Agrippa, in the month of Artemisius [Jyar.]
— from The Wars of the Jews; Or, The History of the Destruction of Jerusalem by Flavius Josephus
I’ve got my living out of the horthe-riding all my life, I know; but I conthider that I lay down the philothophy of the thubject when I thay to you, Thquire, make the betht of uth: not the wurtht!’
— from Hard Times by Charles Dickens
Alack, what trouble Was I then to you!
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
This amalgamation began towards the end of the war, in the third year of the 140th Olympiad.
— from The Histories of Polybius, Vol. 1 (of 2) by Polybius
Nothing had been heard of you for some days, and Miss Tuppence was inclined to think you had got into difficulties.”
— from The Secret Adversary by Agatha Christie
He also said that he had heard in the early part of the night the sound of several shots; but he had taken it for granted that a party were shooting rabbits in the warren, In any case the sound of a shot at night in the park or the shrubberies would not cause alarm among the servants: they would take it for granted that a keeper had fired at one of the wild-cats or perhaps at a night-hawk, or some creature of the woods inimical to the young pheasants.
— from Well, After All-- by Frank Frankfort Moore
I would lay especial stress on the active part in courtship played by the hen, the large share in incubation taken by the cock, and the change in the plumage of the cock bird [160] from chestnut to white in the third year of his existence.
— from Birds of the Plains by Douglas Dewar
Your lordship will not be surprised to learn that we intend to take you as a prisoner to Newcastle.”
— from Preston Fight; or, The Insurrection of 1715 by William Harrison Ainsworth
Christian soldiers, expect conflict: "Think it not strange concerning the fiery trial which is to try you, as though some strange thing happened unto you.
— from Gleanings among the Sheaves by C. H. (Charles Haddon) Spurgeon
But tell me, then, what is there that you care to do?
— from The Lost Ambassador; Or, The Search For The Missing Delora by E. Phillips (Edward Phillips) Oppenheim
" "Oh, how ignorant I was," she cried, tempestuously, "when I talked to you of life.
— from Contrary Mary by Temple Bailey
“’Tis wuth it, to take ye home through the snow this night.”
— from Dorothy Dale's Promise by Margaret Penrose
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