She sat calmly on the fence, as I passed, or dressed her plumage on the branch of a tree, uttering no sound except, rarely, the common mewing call.
— from Upon The Tree-Tops by Olive Thorne Miller

At the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, where overhead great billows which seem mountain-high are in ceaseless motion, there lie beds of delicate shells, so small that you need a microscope to see their beauty, yet these shells are unbroken; no storm ever reaches their quiet home; they are among the lovely things which the ocean hides in its "treasure-caves," and they only come to light when the long line with a clip at the end, which is used for deep-sea soundings, brings them to the surface from those "Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep, Where the winds are all asleep; Where the spent lights quiver and gleam, Where the salt weed sways in the stream."
— from Twilight and Dawn; Or, Simple Talks on the Six Days of Creation by Caroline Pridham

i onis sue, no n solum de tunc p re senti, s ed de fut ur o sibi periculo precauentes, et nimiru m multum solliciti, d omi n u m suum de uxore ducenda unanimiter con uenerunt: ne sibi et regno successorem et heredem no n habens, post obitum ipsi us iminens p er iculum generaret.
— from Beowulf: An Introduction to the Study of the Poem with a Discussion of the Stories of Offa and Finn by R. W. (Raymond Wilson) Chambers

His rival Catanaeus finds his chief quality supina ignorantia and adds: 71 “Verum enim uero non satis est recuperare venerandae vetustatis exemplaria, nisi etiam simul adsit acre emendatoris iudicium: quoniam et veteres librarii in voluminibus describendis saepissime falsi sunt, et Plinius ipse scripta sua se viuo deprauari in quadam epistola demonstrauerit.”
— from A Sixth-Century Fragment of the Letters of Pliny the Younger A Study of Six Leaves of an Uncial Manuscript Preserved in the Pierpont Morgan Library New York by Edward Kennard Rand