When perfect silence was again restored, and after the usual long, impressive pause, one of the two aged chiefs who sat at the side of the patriarch arose, and demanded aloud, in very intelligible English: “Which of my prisoners is La Longue Carabine?”
— from The Last of the Mohicans; A narrative of 1757 by James Fenimore Cooper

[Longfellow]; ubi libertas ibi patria[Lat]; home sweet home.
— from Roget's Thesaurus by Peter Mark Roget

Now I am terrified at the Earth, it is that calm and patient, It grows such sweet things out of such corruptions, It turns harmless and stainless on its axis, with such endless successions of diseas'd corpses, It distills such exquisite winds out of such infused fetor, It renews with such unwitting looks its prodigal, annual, sumptuous crops, It gives such divine materials to men, and accepts such leavings from them at last.
— from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman

I beg you,” she went on in an imploring voice, and she clasped her hands on her bosom—“I beg you to treat us as good neighbours; let us live in peace!
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

Porch and vestibule, indeed, were unduly large in proportion to the house, and formed, as it were, a big room with the front door at one end, and the bottom of the staircase at the other.
— from The Innocence of Father Brown by G. K. (Gilbert Keith) Chesterton

“But what is it to me?” The lamp of a carriage that drove up lighted in passing a group of four or five of these individuals talking with a man who appeared to be an army officer.
— from The Reign of Greed by José Rizal

For what is inward between us, let it pass.
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

Upon that hill the enemy of hell bare our Lord and tempted him, and said, Dic ut lapides isti panes fiant ; that is to say, ‘Say, that these stones be made loaves.’
— from The Travels of Sir John Mandeville by Mandeville, John, Sir

— Leave we poor Le Fever to recover, and get home from Marseilles as he can.—And last of all,—because the hardest of all— Let us leave, if possible, myself:—But 'tis impossible,—I must go along with you to the end of the work.
— from The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman by Laurence Sterne

He writes to Lady Holland in an early but undated letter (ii., p. 39) that he has let his house at Thames Ditton very well, and sold to the tenant his wine and poultry!—“I attribute my success in these matters to having read half a volume of Adam Smith early in the summer, and
— from Springtime and Other Essays by Darwin, Francis, Sir

The Bosses were punished for defying the will of the voters and a useful lesson in politics was administered.
— from Theodore Roosevelt by Edmund Lester Pearson

If he betook himself to the town his possible usefulness lessened in proportion as he fell into drunken or dissolute habits, or lapsed into a state of lazy and vacuous dreaminess, enlivened only by chatter or the rolling of a cigarette.
— from The Hispanic Nations of the New World: A Chronicle of Our Southern Neighbors by William R. (William Robert) Shepherd

It seems to me important, therefore, that the development of public works of every sort should be promptly resumed, in order that opportunities should be created for unskilled labor in particular, and that plans should be made for such developments of our unused lands and our natural resources as we have hitherto lacked stimulation to undertake.
— from State of the Union Addresses (1790-2006) by United States. Presidents

And oh, mother, let us live in peace together.
— from Fan : The Story of a Young Girl's Life by W. H. (William Henry) Hudson

For what is inward between us, let it pass: I do beseech thee, remember thy courtsy; I beseech thee, apparel thy head: and among other importunate and most serious designs, and of great import indeed, too, but let that pass: for I must tell thee it will please his Grace, by the world, sometime to lean upon my poor shoulder, and with his royal finger thus dally with my excrement, with my mustachio: but, sweet heart, let that pass.
— from Love's Labour's Lost by William Shakespeare

With the immemorial resource of her sex, she abandoned the frontal attack, and laid stress on her unassisted labours in parish work, her mental loneliness, her discouragements—and at the right moment she produced strawberries and cream.
— from Reginald by Saki

Castle Pinckney, indeed, might offer some resistance, but as it had been a dependency of Fort Sumter, and unoccupied, little, if [Pg 84] any, ammunition was kept there.
— from Reminiscences of Forts Sumter and Moultrie in 1860-'61 by Abner Doubleday

"In joy we live, hating none; let us live in the midst of those who hate, unhating; in the midst of those who ail, let us live in perfect health; having nothing, yet we possess great riches."
— from Buddhism in the Modern World by Kenneth J. (Kenneth James) Saunders

But was intercepted by a party on the 22,”—and so unworthily lie in prison, who deserve rather reward from the winning side.
— from The Heart of Scotland by A. R. Hope (Ascott Robert Hope) Moncrieff