Tore
[tɔː(r)] or [tɔr]
Definition
(imp.) of Tear
(-) imp. of Tear.
(n.) The dead grass that remains on mowing land in winter and spring.
(n.) Same as Torus.
(n.) The surface described by the circumference of a circle revolving about a straight line in its own plane.
(n.) The solid inclosed by such a surface; -- sometimes called an anchor ring.
Edited by Laurence
Definition
n. (prov.) dead grass.
pa.t. of tear.
=Torus.
Checker: Roderick
Examples
- His handsome face was distorted with a spasm of despair, and his hands tore at his hair. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
- He gnashed his teeth with rage, tore the hair from his head, and assailed with horrid imprecations the men who had been intrusted with the writ. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- Fields, trees, and hedges, seemed to rush past them with the velocity of a whirlwind, so rapid was the pace at which they tore along. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- He tore off a strip of the blotting-paper and turned towards us the following hieroglyphic: GRAPHIC Cyril Overton was much excited. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
- And when it tore him he crouched in silent subjection under it, and when it left him alone again, he refused to know of it. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
- She plucked and tore at her arms for a little time; but I held her hands, and she soon dropped off. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
- He tore a leaf from his pocket-book, wrote a few words and gave it to me. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Reliant on Night, confiding in Solitude, I kept my tears sealed, my sobs chained, no longer; they heaved my heart; they tore their way. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Noon approached, and after many adieux and promises to return, he tore himself away. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- He stared at her, groping in a blackness through which a single arrow of light tore its blinding way. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
- The idea of Amelia broken-hearted and lonely tore that good-natured soul with anguish. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- How they tore along! Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- I took the paper in my hands as soon as I had read it--I tore it up to little bits--I tore it--oh! Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
- I then tore the letter into many pieces and threw it out of the coach-window. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- After that proof of your horrible falseness and cunning, I tore up my letter. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
Typist: Shelley