The dirt in the apparatus threw off the results.

According to these highly-respectable witnesses, the minister, conscious that he was dying[…]had desired, by yielding up his breath in the arms of that fallen woman, to express to the world how utterly nugatory is the choicest of man’s own righteousness.

Whenever there was an appropriations bill, he always had his hand out for his guys.

We think it difficult to copy more successfully a model so curiously polished as the Botanic Garden; to assemble ideas more luxuriously elegant; to annex epithets more unexpectedly apposite: or to harmonize couplets more imitative and euphonious.