"Dislocate" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... strife enjoys, And hails his prowess with redoubled noise. Then back he stalks, of self-importance full, Seizes the shaggy foretop of the bull, Till whirl'd aloft he falls; a timely check, Enough to dislocate his worthless neck: For lo! of old, he boasts an honour'd wound; Behold that broken wing that trails the ground! Thus fools and bravoes kindred pranks pursue; As savage quite, and oft as fatal too. Happy the man that foils an envious elf, Using the darts ...
— The Farmer's Boy - A Rural Poem • Robert Bloomfield
... self-cover'd thing, for shame! Be-monster not thy feature! Were't my fitness To let these hands obey my blood. They are apt enough to dislocate and tear Thy flesh and bones:—howe'er thou art a fiend, A ...
— The Tragedy of King Lear • William Shakespeare [Collins edition]
... avoided; sometimes they are essential to the pictorial effect. It is not well, however, to place a rock garden near very large trees. The drip is bad, especially for alpines, and the greedy roots not only rob the plants of nourishment but are very apt to dislocate ...
— Making A Rock Garden • Henry Sherman Adams
... impossible and the position impregnable. These pellets, only the size of No. 4 bird shot and harmless out of contact with air, became highly explosive two minutes after they had been scattered broadcast upon the soil, and any friction would discharge them with sufficient force to fracture or dislocate the bones of the human foot or to put out of service the leg of a horse. The victim attempting to drag himself away inevitably sustained further and more serious injuries, and no aid could be given to the injured, as it was impossible to reach them. A field well planted with such ...
— The Man Who Rocked the Earth • Arthur Train
... machine then mounts over it somehow, and again plunges down till the increasing traffic makes the road one series of hillocks and deep holes or cahots, which jolt and jerk the traveller enough to dislocate every joint in his body. They are, however, not quite so bad as that yet, and the hardy little Canadian pony looks ready for any amount of work as he stands there with three or four more in a row. The warmth in their shaggy heads has melted ...
— The King's Warrant - A Story of Old and New France • Alfred H. Engelbach
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