Went
[went] or [wɛnt]
Definition
(imp.) of Go
(-) of Wend
(-) imp. & p. p. of Wend; -- now obsolete except as the imperfect of go, with which it has no etymological connection. See Go.
(n.) Course; way; path; journey; direction.
Checked by Brady
Definition
properly pa.t. of wend but now used as pa.t. of go.—n. (Spens.) a turning: a path.
Edited by Bridget
Examples
- But when she went away, he relapsed under the misery of his dissolution. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
- He bucked her out along the shore Qf the lake and as soon as she was reasonable they went on back along the trail. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- We went to the 'commissionaire' of the hotel--I don't know what a 'commissionaire' is, but that is the man we went to--and told him we wanted a guide. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- Except one man, who got up and went out. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
- Yes, we went out to get a little air. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
- I quickened my pace, and, passing among them, wondering at their looks, went hurriedly in. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- When that man was a boy, he went to Westminster School. Charles Dickens. Hard Times.
- At it they went, tooth and nail. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- He went away and was gone quite a little while. Ernest Hemingway. A Farewell To Arms.
- Johnson and I went to the Charleston end to carry out Edison's plans, which were rapidly unfolded by telegraph every night from a loft on lower Broadway, New York. Frank Lewis Dyer. Edison, His Life and Inventions.
- And then he went out. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
- I went there on my return from Havre. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
- At nine o'clock in the morning we went and stood before this marble colossus. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- He bore it as long as he could, then went to his piano and began to play. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- At the hotel I asked Catherine to wait in the carriage while I went in and spoke to the manager. Ernest Hemingway. A Farewell To Arms.
- I kept the horse until he was four years old, when he went blind, and I sold him for twenty dollars. Ulysses S. Grant. Personal Memoirs of U. S. Grant.
- He turned a corner suddenly, and Blucher went over his head. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- Races came and went, species passed away, but ever new species arose, more lovely, or equally lovely, always surpassing wonder. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
- You went away just when it began, Clym, she said. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- Those were very simple facts, and my judgment went no farther. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
- I do think, she went on, addressing both men, that the imprevu adds to one's enjoyment. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
- They say, don't they, he went on, that the secretary helped her to get away from her brute of a husband, who kept her practically a prisoner? Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
- There he did very well, but something went wrong (as it always does to a nomad), so he went to the Transvaal, and ran a panorama called 'Paradise Lost' in the Kaffir kraals. Frank Lewis Dyer. Edison, His Life and Inventions.
- Altogether, ours was a lively and a picturesque procession, and drew crowded audiences to the balconies wherever we went. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- I was not expected, for she left me locked in the yard, while she went to ask if I were to be admitted. Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
- I don't disguise from myself, or from you, I went on, that the prospect before us is more than doubtful. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
- Jo went and sat on one arm of the chair, looking as if she thought they were about to join in some very solemn affair. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- The pleasanter face which had replaced his, on the occasion of my last visit, answered to our summons, and went before us to the drawing-room. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- As my sword went up to end her horrid career her paralysis left her, and with an ear-piercing shriek she turned to flee. Edgar Rice Burroughs. The Gods of Mars.
- Yes; I had given Miss Harrison instructions to lock the door on the outside and take the key with her when she went to bed. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes.
Edited by Bridget