They are the men who are in the lodginghouse sitting-rooms during bleak and bitter weather and who swarm about the cheaper shelters which only open at six in a number of the lower East Side streets.
— from Sister Carrie: A Novel by Theodore Dreiser

Their minds, lately estranged, seemed suddenly to have been drawn closer, one to the other.
— from A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce

“You know, Monsieur Jehan, that our fief of Tirechappe, putting the direct taxes and the rents of the nine and twenty houses in a block, yields only nine and thirty livres, eleven sous, six deniers, Parisian.
— from Notre-Dame de Paris by Victor Hugo

My outstretched hands at length encountered some solid obstruction.
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven Edition Table Of Contents And Index Of The Five Volumes by Edgar Allan Poe

" Every one assented, and Ulysses girded his old rags about his loins, thus baring his stalwart thighs, his broad chest and shoulders, and his mighty arms; but Minerva came up to him and made his limbs even stronger still.
— from The Odyssey Rendered into English prose for the use of those who cannot read the original by Homer

After ascending and descending several steps in the corridors, which were so dark that they were lighted by lamps at mid-day, La Esmeralda, still surrounded by her lugubrious escort, was thrust by the police into a gloomy chamber.
— from Notre-Dame de Paris by Victor Hugo

Never such a cat-and-dog life as they've been leading ever since! Serves him well beright.
— from Tess of the d'Urbervilles: A Pure Woman by Thomas Hardy

For Polixenes, With whom I am accus'd, I do confess I lov'd him as in honour he requir'd; With such a kind of love as might become A lady like me; with a love even such, So and no other, as yourself commanded; Which not to have done, I think had been in me Both disobedience and ingratitude To you and toward your friend; whose love had spoke, Ever since it could speak, from an infant, freely, That it was yours.
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

Besides, I don't think you have been really asleep; and if you have it is not for long enough," she said, smiling, and "hedging" in truly feminine fashion.
— from Nell, of Shorne Mills; or, One Heart's Burden by Charles Garvice

I've been a little easier since Saturday.
— from The Last Chronicle of Barset by Anthony Trollope

"Runt, she look thoo de crack un'need de do', en laugh en say, sez she:— "'Sis Big Pig ain't had no ha'r on 'er huff.'
— from Nights With Uncle Remus by Joel Chandler Harris

Methinks I see a fair and lovely child Sitting composed upon his mother's knee, And reading with a low and lisping voice Some passage from the Sabbath, while the tears Stand in his little eyes so softly blue, Till, quite o'ercome with pity, his white arms He twines around her neck, and hides his sighs Most infantine, within her gladden'd breast, Like a sweet lamb, half sportive, half afraid, Nestling one moment 'neath its bleating dam.
— from The Isle of Palms, and Other Poems by John Wilson