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rattle

1. a series of loosely connected horny segments on the tail of a rattlesnake, vibrated to produce a rattling sound
2. Med another name for rale

rattle

any of various European scrophulariaceous plants having a capsule in which the seeds rattle, such as Pedicularis palustris (red rattle) and Rhinanthus minor (yellow rattle)

Rattle

Sir Simon. born 1955, British conductor. Principal conductor (1980--91) and music director (1991--98) of the City of Birmingham Symphony Orchestra; chief conductor of the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra from 2002
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Players prowled, and made themselves heard above the death rattle of studs on a tiled floor.
Yesterday, thunder gave notice of the death rattle of summer and the accompanying downpours in many parts mean that a ground check will be imperative before a bet today.
Over the last decade, we began hearing the death rattle of a bygone era.
He even gives a fantastic, ghastly death rattle after falling and goes completely still for four minutes.
In an interview with a broadsheet newspaper, Mr Clegg denounced the No to AV campaign for its "lies, misinformation and deceit" and said he hoped it marked the final death rattle of a "nasty right wing clique".
This nasty No campaign, I hope, will prove to be the death rattle of a right-wing elite, a right-wing clique who want to keep things the way they are.
Further reading offers insight into the final death rattle of token authentication on page 20.
It's a relentless series of cavernous echoes, death rattle percussion and eerie fragments drawn from Indian drone ragas and Eastern ephemera that only occasionally offers moments of illumination, but at the same time is weirdly invigorating.
Puffer Deirdre must have a breath like Satan but he couldn't get enough of her death rattle at Roy's Rolls.
Carrion Comfort": I often sensed in the crow's caw/Something akin to the death rattle,/But now, as surgeons hurried to and fro/Arming their team for battle,/I watched a black blanket of crows/shaken out from the trees' sheet, As in a great clatter of noise they rose,/I thought I never heard anything so sweet.
But when the last record company heaves its death rattle, the whole word will say "good riddance.