"Ranting" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... saw a dome, Fill'd with furious dupes of Rome, Ranting of the sword and chain. "Let us run away," said Jane: "How that horrid rebel raves!" —"No, my darling, these ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine — Volume 55, No. 340, February, 1844 • Various
... was not ranting now, I was stunned by the revelations that were coming so thick and fast. I couldn't believe and yet I couldn't doubt. Of one thing I was certain, I would defend Ruth Schuyler to the end of time. I would defend ...
— Vicky Van • Carolyn Wells
... recurring to the analogy of a hospital. Religious instruction is not the main end for which a hospital is built; and to introduce into a hospital any regulations prejudicial to the health of the patients, on the plea of promoting their spiritual improvement, to send a ranting preacher to a man who has just been ordered by the physician to lie quiet and try to get a little sleep, to impose a strict observance of Lent on a convalescent who has been advised to eat heartily of nourishing food, to ...
— Critical and Historical Essays Volume 2 • Thomas Babington Macaulay
... I'll be an eligible student, E'en tho I am no poet in a sense, But just a hot-head youth with ways imprudent,— A rustic ranting rhymer like by chance Who thinks that he can make the muses dance By beating on some poet's borrowed lyre, To win some fool's applause ...
— The Book of American Negro Poetry • Edited by James Weldon Johnson
... it is as fairly answered. I joined them because Margery Alspaye, of Bolder, married Crooked Thomas of Ringwood, and left a certain John of Hordle in the cold, for that he was a ranting, roving blade who was not to be trusted in wedlock. That was why, being fond and hot-headed, I left the world; and that is why, having had time to take thought, I am right glad to find myself back in it once more. Ill betide the day that ever I took off my yeoman's jerkin to put ...
— The White Company • Arthur Conan Doyle
... reports were spread abroad concerning her," remarked Mrs. Stanhope; "but I never could trace them to any other source than that ranting, blustering Mrs. Pimble." ...
— Eventide - A Series of Tales and Poems • Effie Afton
... myself into due attitude, I mouthed it through, much to my own, and still more to Mr R's satisfaction. That was a curious, a simple, and yet a cheering scene. My listener was swaying to and fro, with the cadences of the poetry; I with passionate fervour ranting before him; and, in the meantime, his rod and line, unnoticed by either, were navigating peacefully, yet rapidly, down the river. When I had concluded, his tackle was just turning an eddy far down below us, and the next moment was ...
— Rattlin the Reefer • Edward Howard |
