So, after a little supper, vexed, and spending a little time melancholy in making a base to the Lark’s song, I to bed. 10th.
— from The Diary of Samuel Pepys — Complete by Samuel Pepys

Now contrary, if I read aught in Heaven, Or Heav'n write aught of Fate, by what the Stars Voluminous, or single characters, In thir conjunction met, give me to spell, Sorrows, and labours, Opposition, hate, Attends thee, scorns, reproaches, injuries, Violence and stripes, and lastly cruel death, A Kingdom they portend thee, but what Kingdom, Real or Allegoric I discern not, 390 Nor when, eternal sure, as without end, Without beginning; for no date prefixt Directs me in the Starry Rubric set.
— from The Poetical Works of John Milton by John Milton

why do ye love vanity, and seek after leasing?
— from The Confessions of St. Augustine by Augustine, Saint, Bishop of Hippo

For I had loved vanity, and sought after leasing.
— from The Confessions of St. Augustine by Augustine, Saint, Bishop of Hippo

The snake-spirit of Gunong Pondok is sometimes as small as a viper, and sometimes as large as a python, but he may always be identified by his spotted neck, which resembles that of a wood-pigeon ( tekukur ).
— from Malay Magic Being an introduction to the folklore and popular religion of the Malay Peninsula by Walter William Skeat

Which would they had heard, who yet love vanity and seek after leasing!
— from The Confessions of St. Augustine by Augustine, Saint, Bishop of Hippo

I think, I am sure, you will be the saving of her, Miss Vivian; and such a lady as you are, it will be everything for the other girls to live with you.
— from Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen by Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant

Meanwhile continues the diary:— 'I went to the men in the village, and spoke at length to them: "Yes, God will not cast out those who turn to Him when they are called, but you must not suppose that it is told us anywhere that He will save those who care nothing about Him through their years of health, and only think about Him and the world to come when this world is already passing away.
— from Life of John Coleridge Patteson : Missionary Bishop of the Melanesian Islands by Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary) Yonge

Gamaliel prayed, and knew not that his prayer Found voice and smote at least an earthly ear.
— from The Epic of Saul by William Cleaver Wilkinson

"Well, well, I thought you'd like to know," rejoined Mr. Culpeper, and his voice also shook a little.
— from One Man in His Time by Ellen Anderson Gholson Glasgow

It's not her beauty merely; but there is something so noble in her face, like one of those Greek goddesses Claude talks of; and when she is acting, if she has to say anything grand, or generous—or—you know the sort of thing,—she brings it out with such a voice, and such a look, from the very bottom of her heart,—it makes me shudder; just as she did when she told that Yankee, that every one could be a hero, or a martyr, if he chose.
— from Two Years Ago, Volume I by Charles Kingsley

Then are brought round, successively, boiled fowls stuffed with chestnuts; fried fish; roast lamb; a pie of cocks' combs and brains, with a sweet crust; polenta—Indian-corn meal—in a form enshrining stewed birds, and seasoned with Parmesan cheese; onions dressed all'agro dolce with vinegar and sugar; and, lastly, chocolate cream—each dish being carved, where carving is necessary, by Rococo.
— from The Englishwoman in Italy Impressions of life in the Roman states and Sardinia, during a ten years' residence by Gretton, G., Mrs.

Him Turnus sees, and through the void afar Speeds a light lance, then bids the coursers stand, And, lightly leaping from his two-horsed car, Stamps on his neck, fall'n breathless on the sand, And wrests the shining dagger from his hand.
— from The Æneid of Virgil, Translated into English Verse by Virgil

“But I could not sleep, mother,” said Lil; and the result was that they were keeping vigil, and sank at last in prayer for those in danger far away.
— from Crown and Sceptre: A West Country Story by George Manville Fenn

She was always dressed very attractively, sometimes as La Belle Hélène in Offenbach's Opera, only rather more after the ancient Greek fashion; another time as an Odalisque in the Sultan's harem, and another time as a lighthearted Suabian girl, and so forth.
— from The Works of Guy de Maupassant, Volume 4 by Guy de Maupassant