Thou exceptest, these were chief men, divine spirits, Deo cari , beloved of God, especially respected; but I am a contemptible and forlorn wretch, forsaken of God, and left to the merciless fury of evil spirits.
— from The Anatomy of Melancholy by Robert Burton

Every blade of grass, every rush, every little tree seems to have been let grow only through human sufferance.
— from Following the Sun-Flag: A Vain Pursuit Through Manchuria by Fox, John, Jr.

Spreading between these streams are the wondrous, beautiful prairies, Billowy bays of grass ever rolling in shadow and sunshine, Bright with luxuriant clusters of roses and purple amorphas.
— from Elson Grammar School Literature v4 by William H. (William Harris) Elson

“The wondrous, beautiful prairies, Billowy bays of grass, ever rolling in shadow and sunshine, Bright with luxuriant clusters of roses and purple amorphas; And over all is the sky, the clear and crystalline heaven, Like the protecting hands of God inverted above them.” Evangeline.
— from What Norman Saw in the West by Anonymous

We rode on accordingly, rejoicing, and passing out of this wooded country traversed a succession of high pampas, set with small blocks of granite exactly resembling paving stones, and placed as thickly and regularly as if paviors had been at work.
— from At Home with the Patagonians A Year's Wanderings over Untrodden Ground from the Straits of Magellan to the Rio Negro by George C. Musters

Pompilia is no heroine, no character; but indeed a "rose gathered for the breast of God": "Et, rose, elle a vécu ce que vivent les roses, L'espace d'un matin." FOOTNOTES:
— from Browning's Heroines by Ethel Colburn Mayne

The uniform of Koshnili, the Grand Minister, was of electric-blue cloth covered with serpentine bands of gold embroidery, radiating downward.
— from The Goddess of Atvatabar Being the history of the discovery of the interior world and conquest of Atvatabar by William Richard Bradshaw

Subsequently we had some naval men operating motor boats from this point, and these sailors achieved a record on that melancholy waterway at a level far below that at which any submarine, British or German, ever rested.
— from How Jerusalem Was Won Being the Record of Allenby's Campaign in Palestine by W. T. (William Thomas) Massey

Along every pioneer trail the prairies were covered in every direction with them, and away up in the Wind River Country, in the land of the Wyoming, Longfellow sings of the "Billowy bays of grass ever rolling in shadow and sunshine, Bright and luxuriant clusters of roses and purple amorphas, Over them wander the buffalo herds, and the elk and the roebuck."
— from Colorado—The Bright Romance of American History by F. C. Grable

It is dyed a rich purple, and three bands of gold embroidery run round the lower edge.
— from The Young Carthaginian: A Story of The Times of Hannibal by G. A. (George Alfred) Henty

It is the spirit which the San Franciscan tells you gave first American recognition to such an artist as Luisa Tetrazzini, which many years ago gave such a welcome to the then famous Lotta that the generous actress in a burst of generous enthusiasm returned with the gift to the city of the Lotta fountain—at one of the most famous of the Market street corners.
— from The Personality of American Cities by Edward Hungerford