Indignant becometh the flame when they put their damp hearts to the fire; the spirit itself bubbleth and smoketh when the rabble approach the fire.
And many a one who hath come along as a destroyer, and as a hailstorm to all cornfields, wanted merely to put his foot into the jaws of the rabble, and thus stop their throat.
Ah, ofttimes became I weary of spirit, when I found even the rabble spiritual!
How have I flown to the height where no rabble any longer sit at the wells?
He seized the foot of the stair case; and then boldly went up, cleared the stair, and took six of the rabble in the very act, and so delivered the gentleman and his family.
For the rabble, by this time, were prodigiously increased, and went roving up and down the town, breaking the windows of the Members of Parliament and insulting them in their coaches in the streets.
The rabble went raving about the streets till midnight, frequently beating drums, raising more people.
The rabble were entirely reduced by this, and gradually dispersed, and so the tumult ended.
Then the wretched rabble
of the Isosceles, planless and leaderless, are either transfixed without resistance by the small body of their brethren whom the Chief Circle keeps in pay for emergencies of this kind; or else more often, by means of jealousies and suspicions skilfully fomented among them by the Circular party, they are stirred to mutual warfare, and perish by one another's angles.
A space of stunted grass and dry rubbish being between him and the young rabble
, he took his eyeglass out of his waistcoat to look for any child he knew by name, and might order off.
She distils nothing of the kind, vile rabble
," said Don Quixote, burning with rage, "nothing of the kind, I say, only ambergris and civet in cotton; nor is she one-eyed or humpbacked, but straighter than a Guadarrama spindle: but ye must pay for the blasphemy ye have uttered against beauty like that of my lady.
I wrapp'd myself in grandeur then, And donn'd a visionary crown -- Yet it was not that Fantasy Had thrown her mantle over me - But that, among the rabble
- men, Lion ambition is chain'd down - And crouches to a keeper's hand - Not so in deserts where the grand The wild - the terrible conspire With their own breath to fan his fire.