[4] Every year there is more than one example of women abandoned just as vilely, and so I can pardon suspiciousness in respectable women.
— from On Love by Stendhal

Whoever will peruse the controversy of St. Jerom and Vigilantius, and St. Augustin's account of the miracles of St. Stephen, may speedily gain some idea of the spirit of the Fathers.]
— from The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire Table of Contents with links in the HTML file to the two Project Gutenberg editions (12 volumes) by Edward Gibbon

The fat woman is there, but not an ounce bigger than Sal Johnson at Villaville, and she's part stuffed, for Louis stuck a pin in her while she was asleep, and she never flinched.
— from The Adventures of Uncle Jeremiah and Family at the Great Fair Their Observations and Triumphs by C. M. (Charles McClellan) Stevens

Forget to look at it, or, rather, to take any particular notice of it;—but what is that white object, with the long arm stretching up as if pointing to the sky, just as Vesalius and Spigelius and those old fellows used to put their skeletons?
— from The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 04, No. 25, November, 1859 A Magazine of Literature, Art, and Politics by Various

If Kirsty had been made like her, she would have been just as vain as she!
— from Heather and Snow by George MacDonald

Jupiter and Venus are seen close together in beautiful conjunction.
— from Narrative of a Mission to Central Africa Performed in the Years 1850-51, Volume 1 Under the Orders and at the Expense of Her Majesty's Government by James Richardson

But on the 10th of July a vast and sudden gloom spread over the province.
— from The Virginians by William Makepeace Thackeray

In "Victoria" we are always conscious of the colorful background of heather and rowan and sparkling blue sea because the minds of Johannes and Victoria are steeped in the beauty of the land where they have played as children.
— from Knut Hamsun by Hanna Astrup Larsen

Fruit above medium, long-obtuse-pyriform, even in contour; skin rough, lemon-yellow, mottled with fawn, heavily washed with brown-russet on the side next the sun; flesh whitish, semi-fine, melting, gritty around the core; juice abundant, vinous and saccharine, with a delicate, acid flavor; second; Nov. Beurré d’Espéren.
— from The Pears of New York by U. P. Hedrick