1 At any moment guns would rake that land into furrows; planes splinter Bolney Minster into smithereens and blast the Folly.
Between the Acts (1941) By Virginia WoolfGet Context In Unit 4
2 Battle and blast had dimm'd and torn.
3 The captives had not long enjoyed their refreshment, however, ere their attention was disturbed even from this most serious occupation by the blast of a horn winded before the gate.
4 He is negotiating with the Jew, I suppose," replied De Bracy, coolly; "probably the howls of Isaac have drowned the blast of the bugle.
5 Reginald Front-de-Boeuf also looked out upon the field, and immediately snatched his bugle; and, after winding a long and loud blast, commanded his men to their posts on the walls.
6 The Prior Aymer winded a blast accordingly.
7 There escaped from Eustacia one of those shivering sighs which used to shake her like a pestilent blast.
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8 We had hardly time to take our place behind a pile of luggage when it passed with a rattle and a roar, beating a blast of hot air into our faces.
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9 Lightning may blast and blacken, but it rarely gives rise to widespread fire.
10 Gambling houses ran full blast and hardly a night passed without its shooting or cutting affray.
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11 ONE week of authentic spring, one rare sweet week of May, one tranquil moment between the blast of winter and the charge of summer.
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12 On, on we flew; and our offing gained, the Moss did homage to the blast; ducked and dived her bows as a slave before the Sultan.
Moby Dick By Herman MelvilleGet Context In CHAPTER 13. Wheelbarrow.
13 By night the same muteness of humanity before the shrieks of the ocean prevailed; still in silence the men swung in the bowlines; still wordless Ahab stood up to the blast.
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14 At midnight they opened the station house to the homeless wanderers who were crowded about the door, shivering in the winter blast, and they thronged into the corridor outside of the cells.
15 A few minutes later the front door opened; a blast of cold and snow rushed in, and behind it little Kotrina, breathless from running, and blue with the cold.