Tore

(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.

录入:劳伦斯

• His handsome face was distorted with a spasm of despair, and his hands tore at his hair. 阿瑟·柯南·道尔. 福尔摩斯归来记.
• 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. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 匹克威克外传.
• 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. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 匹克威克外传.
• He tore off a strip of the blotting-paper and turned towards us the following hieroglyphic: GRAPHIC Cyril Overton was much excited. 阿瑟·柯南·道尔. 福尔摩斯归来记.
• 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. 戴维·赫伯特·劳伦斯. 恋爱中的女人.
• She plucked and tore at her arms for a little time; but I held her hands, and she soon dropped off. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• He tore a leaf from his pocket-book, wrote a few words and gave it to me. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特. 维莱特.
• Reliant on Night, confiding in Solitude, I kept my tears sealed, my sobs chained, no longer; they heaved my heart; they tore their way. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特. 维莱特.
• Noon approached, and after many adieux and promises to return, he tore himself away. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 匹克威克外传.
• He stared at her, groping in a blackness through which a single arrow of light tore its blinding way. 伊迪丝·华顿. 纯真年代.
• The idea of Amelia broken-hearted and lonely tore that good-natured soul with anguish. 威廉·梅克比斯·萨克雷. 名利场.
• How they tore along! 查尔斯·狄更斯. 匹克威克外传.
• 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! 伊丽莎白·盖斯凯尔. 南方与北方.
• I then tore the letter into many pieces and threw it out of the coach-window. 哈里特·威尔逊. 哈里特·威尔逊回忆录.
• After that proof of your horrible falseness and cunning, I tore up my letter. 威尔基·柯林斯. 月亮宝石.

手打:谢莉