His last half-hour with her would have been a loving one, while if they lived till he awoke, his day-time aversion would return, and this hour would remain to be contemplated only as a transient dream.
— from Tess of the d'Urbervilles: A Pure Woman by Thomas Hardy

The next day he went to dine with his friend, and was welcomed by Camilla, who received and treated him with great cordiality, knowing the affection her husband felt for him.
— from The History of Don Quixote, Volume 1, Complete by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

There gleamed, of noble height and size, Like Indra's mansion in the skies, Protected by a crystal fence Of rock, the royal residence, With roof and turret high and bright Like Mount Kailása's loftiest height.
— from The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse by Valmiki

As the troops drew near to the city of Arragon, the magistrates came to offer the keys to the duke of Orleans; but he told them, haughtily, they were rebels, and that he would not accept the keys, for he had orders to enter the city through a breach.
— from Fox's Book of Martyrs Or A History of the Lives, Sufferings, and Triumphant Deaths of the Primitive Protestant Martyrs by John Foxe

The next evening she was sitting up by the fire, and on the fourth day she was running about the house as if nothing had ever been the matter with her, but she was not to go home for a fortnight; and being wet, cold, dull weather, it was not always easy to amuse herself.
— from Little Lucy's Wonderful Globe by Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary) Yonge

They were aware that Sara was "kind" to the scullery maid, but they knew nothing of certain delightful moments snatched perilously when, the upstairs rooms being set in order with lightning rapidity, Sara's sitting room was reached, and the heavy coal box set down with a sigh of joy.
— from A Little Princess Being the whole story of Sara Crewe now told for the first time by Frances Hodgson Burnett

I found home a dreary place after my long absence; for half the children I had known were now wearing whiskers or waterfalls, and few of the grown people I had been acquainted with remained at their hearthstones prosperous and happy—some of them had wandered to other scenes, some were in jail, and the rest had been hanged.
— from Roughing It by Mark Twain

Dare we really accredit these horrible and extreme feelings to those tender childhood years, or does analysis deceive us by bringing in some new element?
— from A General Introduction to Psychoanalysis by Sigmund Freud

The hamlet in the vale, The church beside the stream that winds remote Among the hills—the smoothly-going boat, That midway hoists its sail.
— from Poems by William Anderson

The enemy were shelling le Verguier, the 9.2's were firing vigorously, it was pouring with rain, and the horses were very nervous.
— from The Fifth Leicestershire A Record Of The 1/5th Battalion The Leicestershire Regiment, T.F., During The War, 1914-1919. by John David Hills

Wild horses and wild cattle, one or two of great size, roamed the woods, while rhinos and the hippopotamus kept near the water-courses.
— from Earth and Sky Every Child Should Know Easy studies of the earth and the stars for any time and place by Julia Ellen Rogers

I told him, without reserve, all that had passed.
— from The Wanderer; or, Female Difficulties (Volume 1 of 5) by Fanny Burney

He rode over to the town in which she was residing, and there had a long conversation with her upon this matter.
— from The Guardian Angel by Oliver Wendell Holmes

The sun was rising above the horizon, and not a cloud stood in his whole pathway to the west.
— from Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXV, No. 2, August 1849 by Various

After a while Willis Round announced that he had a proposition to make.
— from Yankee Boys in Japan; Or, The Young Merchants of Yokohama by Henry Harrison Lewis

Across these waters, too, in the days when might was right, and the Highlands lived by helping themselves, have not the boats of 218 the Red Macgregor swept down by night from the narrows to pillage and burn?
— from Sketch-Book of the North by George Eyre-Todd

He knew that Waters was right about that: he did not have a single friend in the whole college—didn't know how to go about it—but he didn't want
— from The Seven-Branched Candlestick: The Schooldays of Young American Jew by Gilbert W. (Gilbert Wolf) Gabriel