'Where's the boy?' The young thieves eyed their preceptor as if they were alarmed at his violence; and looked uneasily at each other.
— from Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens

We say things we never thought to have said; for once, our walls of habitual reserve vanished, and left us at large; we were children playing with children in a wide field of flowers.
— from Essays by Ralph Waldo Emerson by Ralph Waldo Emerson

He proceeds: When we fear that the soul will vanish away, let us ask ourselves what is that which we suppose to be liable to dissolution?
— from Phaedo by Plato

It occurred to me suddenly that I would go down to the village, and look up Bauerstein.
— from The Mysterious Affair at Styles by Agatha Christie

They had been floating about all the morning, from gloomy St. Gingolf to sunny Montreux, with the Alps of Savoy on one side, Mont St. Bernard and the Dent du Midi on the other, pretty Vevay in the valley, and Lausanne upon the hill beyond, a cloudless blue sky overhead, and the bluer lake below, dotted with the picturesque boats that look like white-winged gulls.
— from Little Women; Or, Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy by Louisa May Alcott

He had always known that this must happen ... "Oh, Mr. Archer!" exclaimed a loud young voice; and looking up he saw before him the youngest and largest of the Blenker girls, blonde and blowsy, in bedraggled muslin.
— from The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton

"You must wear them, and take an umbrella, if you will not stay," she said, stooping down, as if she would like to have put them on his feet, her voice a little unsteady.
— from The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 12, No. 74, December, 1863 A Magazine of Literature, Art, and Politics by Various

Sit down between me and Virginie and let us read it together.
— from In the Reign of Terror: The Adventures of a Westminster Boy by G. A. (George Alfred) Henty

This extraordinary style of ornament had prevailed in ancient Rome early enough to be reprobated in the work of Vitruvius, and lay unobserved among obscure and subterraneous ruins till the discovery of the Baths of Titus opened a rich magazine of gay and capricious ornament.
— from Memoirs of the Court of Queen Elizabeth by Lucy Aikin

Master Gridley tried very hard to begin a few words of thanks to her for her preference, but finding his voice a little uncertain, contented himself with pressing her hand and saying, “Most willingly, my dear daughter!” H2 anchor CHAPTER XXXVI.
— from The Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes: An Index of the Project Gutenberg Editions by Oliver Wendell Holmes

When we got to the door of the house, we asked him, in Latin, if we could see her again: he answered, "Eam vidistis, eam vidistis," and left us.
— from Journal in France in 1845 and 1848 with Letters from Italy in 1847 Of Things and Persons Concerning the Church and Education by T. W. (Thomas William) Allies

The Prophet started violently and leaned upon the window-sill.
— from The Prophet of Berkeley Square by Robert Hichens

If we make advances, it is shy; if, when we feel its presence, we presume to pry into its free-masonry, it vanishes and leaves us alone in our folly,—brimful but stagnant,—a full channel, it may be, but no inclination.
— from Journal 01, 1837-1846 The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, Volume 07 (of 20) by Henry David Thoreau

And a few voices are lifted up in favour of the doctrine that the masses should be educated because they are men and women with unlimited capacities of being, doing, and suffering, and that it is as true now, as it ever was, that the people perish for lack of knowledge.
— from Autobiography and Selected Essays by Thomas Henry Huxley

This dog Latin, translated into English, runs as follows:—"In the year of our Lord 1813, on the 11th day of October, I, Charles Montanari, placed in charge of Roncole, did at the sixth hour of this evening baptize the infant son of Charles Verdi and Louisa Utini, daughter of Charles, married in this parish, [Pg 4] under the name of Fortuninus Joseph Franciscus.
— from Verdi: Man and Musician His Biography with Especial Reference to His English Experiences by Frederick James Crowest