Rum
[rʌm]
Definition
(n.) A kind of intoxicating liquor distilled from cane juice, or from the scummings of the boiled juice, or from treacle or molasses, or from the lees of former distillations. Also, sometimes used colloquially as a generic or a collective name for intoxicating liquor.
(a.) Old-fashioned; queer; odd; as, a rum idea; a rum fellow.
(n.) A queer or odd person or thing; a country parson.
Typed by Erica
Definition
n. a spirit distilled from the fermented juice of the sugar-cane or from molasses.—ns. Rum′-barge a warm drink; Rum′-bloss′om -bud a pimple on the nose; Rum′-cherr′y the wild black cherry of North America; Rum′-sell′er (U.S.) the keeper of a rum-shop; Rum′-shop; Rum′-shrub a liqueur of rum sugar lime or lemon juice &c.
adj. good: queer droll odd.—n. any odd person or thing.—adv. Rum′ly finely (used ironically).
Typist: Ralph
Unserious Contents or Definition
To dream of drinking rum, foretells that you will have wealth, but will lack moral refinement, as you will lean to gross pleasures. See other intoxicating drinks.
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Unserious Contents or Definition
n. Generically fiery liquors that produce madness in total abstainers.
Typist: Sanford
Examples
- Don't you smell rum? Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
- If,' said Mr. Stiggins--'if there is any one of them less odious than another, it is the liquor called rum. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- Look at his boots and yellow jacket--ain't he a rum one? William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- Rum feller, the hemperor,' said Mr. Weller, as he walked slowly up the street. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- He was a dreadful old man to look at, in a filthy flannel waistcoat, and smelling terribly of rum. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- Mr Dolls, collapsing in the drowsiest manner after his late intellectual triumph, replied: 'Threepenn'orth Rum. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Her grandfather had returned, and was busily engaged in pouring some gallons of newly arrived rum into the square bottles of his square cellaret. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- At midnight a number of them came thundering at our door, demanding more rum, of which we took no notice. Benjamin Franklin. Memoirs of Benjamin Franklin.
- Bring me three-penn'orth of rum, my dear. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- Here's rayther a rum go, sir,' replied Sam. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- To these succeed, by command of Mr. Smallweed, three Cheshires, and to those three small rums. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- His gills'll look rummer when he wakes; won't they? Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
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