This river cometh, running from Paradise terrestrial, between the deserts of Ind, and after it smiteth unto land, and runneth long time many great countries under earth.
— from The Travels of Sir John Mandeville by Mandeville, John, Sir
I hope he hasnt long greasy hair hanging into his eyes or standing up like a red Indian what do they go about like that for only getting themselves and their poetry laughed at I always liked poetry when I was a girl first I thought he was a poet like lord Byron and not an ounce of it in his composition I thought he was quite different I wonder is he too young hes about wait 88
— from Ulysses by James Joyce
Thou thirstest for free and uninfluenced love, and refuses the passionate adoration of the slave before a Potency which would have subjected his will once for ever.
— from The Grand Inquisitor by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
In the meantime, several vessels were coming down, outward bound; among which, a fine, large ship, with yards squared, fair wind and fair tide, passed us like a race-horse, the men running out upon her yards to rig out the studding-sail booms.
— from Two Years Before the Mast by Richard Henry Dana
Up like a rocket, down like a stick.
— from Ulysses by James Joyce
Glorious are the deeds of those who undergo labour and run the risk of danger; and it is delightful to live a life of valour and to die leaving behind immortal glory.
— from The Anabasis of Alexander or, The History of the Wars and Conquests of Alexander the Great by Arrian
George stood up like a rock, and put out his hand with the air of a prince.
— from Uncle Tom's Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe
[Pg 247] portions of the day and night, in the space of 365 days, necessary to complete the annual period; and, at that time, the length of the year was unknown to the Greeks, as were many other things, until later astronomers received them from the persons who translated the records of the priests into the Greek language, and even now derive knowledge from their writings and from those of the Chaldeans.
— from The Geography of Strabo, Volume 3 (of 3) Literally Translated, with Notes by Strabo
The unusual language and repetition made the story seem unreal and far away in the land of Canaan, and I fell asleep and wandered off to the land of Nod, before the brothers came with the coat of many colours unto the tent of Jacob and told their wicked lie!
— from The Story of My Life With her letters (1887-1901) and a supplementary account of her education, including passages from the reports and letters of her teacher, Anne Mansfield Sullivan, by John Albert Macy by Helen Keller
Our dear Colonel was so well known, and so universally liked and respected.
— from Toronto of Old Collections and recollections illustrative of the early settlement and social life of the capital of Ontario by Henry Scadding
When Henry first took "Faust" into the provinces, the head carpenter at Liverpool, Myers by name, being something of a humorist, copied out the list on a long thin sheet of paper, which rolled up like a royal proclamation.
— from The Story of My Life: Recollections and Reflections by Ellen Terry
The sporting surgeon (of course he had called upon us long ago) redoubled his attentions,
— from Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 54, No. 334, August 1843 by Various
Whatever is revolt against her immediate indolence and efficiency, his ideal is nearly always a situation in which she will figure as a magnificent drone, a sort of empress without portfolio, entirely discharged from every unpleasant labour and responsibility.
— from In Defense of Women by H. L. (Henry Louis) Mencken
I stood up, looked all round me, and thought I could discern a human form creeping in the ditch some ten paces away.
— from My Memoirs, Vol. I, 1802 to 1821 by Alexandre Dumas
High up, like a ring of planets brooding above the town, the great arc of the Caux Palace lights blazed through the starlit dusk.
— from The Vision of Desire by Margaret Pedler
A treaty was agreed upon and ratified by the Senate in June, 1795, which provided that the British garrisons should be withdrawn from the western posts by June 1, 1796; free inland navigation upon lakes and rivers was guaranteed to both nations, except that the United States was excluded from the territory of the Hudson Bay Company; British vessels were admitted to the rivers and harbors on our seacoast, but our shipping was shut out from the rivers and harbors of the British provinces, with the exception of small vessels trading between Montreal and Quebec; our northeastern boundary was to be fixed by a commission; the payments of debts incurred before the war were guaranteed to British creditors, if such debts were collectible by an American creditor; Great Britain was to pay for losses resulting from irregular captures by her cruisers; citizens of either country were allowed to hold landed possessions in the territory of the other; private property was not to be confiscated in time of war; trade between the United States and the West Indies was free to the vessels of both nations, but American vessels were forbidden to carry West Indian products from the islands or from the States to any other part of the world.
— from A New History of the United States The greater republic, embracing the growth and achievements of our country from the earliest days of discovery and settlement to the present eventful year by Charles Morris
He returned to us like a released convict, and we made much of him for a time.
— from Thirty Years in Australia by Ada Cambridge
“Spread it out on the floor, and wait till the split closes and the edges turn up like a rim all round.
— from The Little Lame Prince by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
I cannot understand how it comes [Pg 151] to pass, that so many People, otherwise prudent and rational, cannot resolve upon laying a Restraint upon their insatiable Appetites at fifty or sixty Years of Age, or at least when they begin to feel the Infirmities of old Age coming upon them they might rid themselves of them by a strict Diet and a due Regimen.
— from Medicina Flagellata; Or, The Doctor Scarify'd by Anonymous
One day, while in a restaurant, the young officer [Pg 290] took up a copy of Poor Richard's Almanac , a very unique little annual, really the work of Franklin.
— from The Story of American History for Elementary Schools by Albert F. (Albert Franklin) Blaisdell
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