His manor is infested by gangs of gypsies; yet he will not suffer them to be driven off, because they have infested the place time out of mind and been regular poachers upon every generation of the family.
— from The Sketch-Book of Geoffrey Crayon by Washington Irving

yet each rising throb Is in its cause as its effect so sweet, That Wisdom, ever on the watch to rob Joy of its alchymy, and to repeat Fine truths; even Conscience, too, has a tough job To make us understand each good old maxim, So good—I wonder Castlereagh don't tax 'em.
— from Don Juan by Byron, George Gordon Byron, Baron

He was that kind of person whose peculiarity of manner was such that nothing he uttered ever gave offence.
— from Twelve Years a Slave Narrative of Solomon Northup, a Citizen of New-York, Kidnapped in Washington City in 1841, and Rescued in 1853, from a Cotton Plantation near the Red River in Louisiana by Solomon Northup

220 and for everything they use either gold or bronze, for in all that has to do with spear-points or arrow-heads or battle-axes they use bronze, but for head-dresses and girdles and belts round the arm-pits 221 they employ gold as ornament: and in like manner as regards their horses, they put breast-plates of bronze about their chests, but on their bridles and bits and cheek-pieces they employ gold.
— from The History of Herodotus — Volume 1 by Herodotus

And that, they say, was the first piece of plate that ever was seen in the Aelian household, brought there by honourable valour; for before that neither they nor their wives used either gold or silver plate.
— from Plutarch's Lives, Volume 1 (of 4) by Plutarch

And I am under even greater obligations to Mr. Mahaffy, who was good enough to read through the whole of the proof; by his acute and learned criticisms many errors have been avoided.
— from Kant's Critique of Judgement by Immanuel Kant

It's highly virtuous to say we'll be good, but we can't do it all at once, and it takes a long pull, a strong pull, and a pull all together, before 520 some of us even get our feet set in the right way.
— from Little Women; Or, Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy by Louisa May Alcott

It's highly virtuous to say we'll be good, but we can't do it all at once, and it takes a long pull, a strong pull, and a pull all together before some of us even get our feet set in the right way.
— from Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

" Uncle Ezra gave one undecided glance, and then yielded.
— from Literary Love-Letters and Other Stories by Robert Herrick

That was a voyage that would not be lightly undertaken either going or returning.
— from The Inhabitants of the Philippines by Frederic H. Sawyer

Lord Fairfax was an old Tory, an unreconstructed English gentleman of the old school, who drank the King's health religiously every day at dinner.
— from Boys' Book of Famous Soldiers by J. Walker (Joseph Walker) McSpadden

They were, of course, as welcome as those present, and on they came in squads of five or more until every grain of brown coffee was exhausted.
— from Historic Tales: The Romance of Reality. Vol. 02 (of 15), American (2) by Charles Morris

Then Thad reached a “step-off” and plunging in over his head was compelled to swim for it, which he did right valiantly, constantly keeping tabs on the oncoming boat, and still hoping that the boy might maintain his hold until either Giraffe or himself could lend a helping hand.
— from The Boy Scouts Along the Susquehanna; or, The Silver Fox Patrol Caught in a Flood by Carter, Herbert, active 1909-1917

I am unlucky enough,” glowered Oom Nick and reflected awhile in his beard while Carol drank more coffee and looked at Chrissie with his brown eyes which became very gentle and shy the moment he was not discussing horses.
— from Wild Honey: Stories of South Africa by Cynthia Stockley

IV Yea, but heaven hath ordered duly, Lest mankind should wax unruly, Egypt, garner of all lore, Narrow as a threshing-floor.
— from Fringilla: Some Tales In Verse by R. D. (Richard Doddridge) Blackmore

“I’ll bring the other three,” spoke up Elizabeth Greene, one of the new members.
— from Winona of the Camp Fire by Margaret Widdemer