Her complexion was fresh and sanguine, not too rubicund; her eye, blue and serene; her dark silk dress fitted her as a French sempstress alone can make a dress fit; she looked well, though a little bourgeoise; as bourgeoise, indeed, she was.
— from Villette by Charlotte Brontë

Now, as soon as he had departed, the Lady Lyones repented, and greatly longed to see him back, and asked her sister many times of what lineage he was; but the damsel would not tell her, being bound by her oath to Sir Beaumains, and said his dwarf best knew, So she called Sir Gringamors, her brother, who dwelt with her, and prayed him to ride after Sir Beaumains till he found him sleeping, and then to take his dwarf away and bring him back to her.
— from The Legends of King Arthur and His Knights by Knowles, James, Sir

Bowmont Water, 120 n. Bowness-on-Solway, 25 n. Boy, a Saxon, his dying vision of SS.
— from Bede's Ecclesiastical History of England by Bede, the Venerable, Saint

She soon went to pieces; I was shewn where she had been, and saw her disjoined timbers tossed on the waves.
— from The Last Man by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

With the property that I have in the city let Lycon pay all the people of whom I have borrowed anything since his departure; and let Bulon and Callinus join him in this, and also in discharging all the expenses incurred for my funeral, and for all other customary solemnities, and let him deduct the amount from the funds which I have left in my house, and bequeathed to them both in common.
— from The Lives and Opinions of Eminent Philosophers by Diogenes Laertius

Presently the pastry course supervened; during which, though Arkady could not bear anything sweet, he deemed it his duty to partake of no less than four out of the many confections which had been prepared for his benefit.
— from Fathers and Sons by Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev

Mr. Smith, upon hearing that he was a baronet, and seeing him drive off in a very beautiful chariot, declared that he would not have laughed upon any account, had he known his rank; and regretted extremely having missed such an opportunity of making so genteel an acquaintance.
— from Evelina, Or, the History of a Young Lady's Entrance into the World by Fanny Burney

The churche which ys dedycate to Saynte Thomas, dothe streche vpe apon heght so gorgeously, that it wyll moue pylgrymes to deuocion a ferre of, and also withe hys bryghtnes and shynynge he dothe lyght hys neybures, & the old place whiche was wontyd to be most holy, | now in respecte of it, is but a darke hole and a lytle cotage.
— from A dialoge or communication of two persons Deuysyd and set forthe in the late[n] tonge, by the noble and famose clarke. Desiderius Erasmus intituled [the] pylgremage of pure deuotyon. Newly tra[n]slatyd into Englishe. by Desiderius Erasmus

When Sir Bohort, and Sir Hector de Marys, and Sir Lionel heard this outcry, they called to them Sir Palamedes, and Sir Saffire his brother, and Sir Lawayn, with many more, and all went to Sir Launcelot.
— from The Age of Chivalry by Thomas Bulfinch

All of this the old woman told us quite briskly after she had drunk the water
— from She and Allan by H. Rider (Henry Rider) Haggard

She had known she would be asked, she had decided what she would answer, and, without the slightest hesitation, she had moved her hand to the right.
— from A Chosen Few: Short Stories by Frank Richard Stockton

Then Matthias de Vai leaped presently upon one of the barrels and sat himself down thereon; but the Papist Priest would not up to the other barrel, but slunk away.
— from Selections from the Table Talk of Martin Luther by Martin Luther

The girl soothed and comforted him, ensconced him by the fireside, banishing the chill from his heart, while Mrs. Rolliffe warmed his blood by a strong, hot drink.
— from Taken Alive by Edward Payson Roe

She had risen early in the morning to write in her memory book, and she had drawn a most entrancing border about the page, with melting strawberry ice, lilies of France, Cinderella slippers, and red-ink lobsters, rather nightmarishly intermingled!
— from The Tin Soldier by Temple Bailey

As he approached, he debated the manner of his greeting; being a sailor, he did not hesitate.
— from The Captain of the Kansas by Louis Tracy