Crossword-Solution: VARLETRY
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| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Varletry | n. | The rabble; the crowd; the mob. |
We have 9 clues for the answer “VARLETRY”
| Clue | Answers |
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| raff | 7 answers |
| Ragtag | 7 answers |
| canaille | 13 answers |
| Low Life | 16 answers |
| low-class people | 23 answers |
| Riffraff | 24 answers |
| rabble | 26 answers |
| rout | 39 answers |
| Coercion | 70 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
AETER
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with VARLETRY (4)
Can you find me a horse, think you, Sir Bronzebeard? Alas! they told me my white charger was dead.' 'I will go and fright the varletry with my presence, and secure, I trust, a horse for Your Majesty, and one for myself.' 'And look you, brother!' said the king; 'bring one for my miner boy too, and a sober old charger for the princess, for she too must go to the battle, and conquer with us.' 'Pardon me, sire,' said Curdie; 'a miner can fight best on foot.
Shall they hoist me up And show me to the shouting varletry Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in Egypt Be gentle grave unto me! Rather on Nilus’ mud Lay me stark-naked, and let the water-flies Blow me into abhorring! Rather make My country’s high pyramides my gibbet And hang me up in chains! PROCULEIUS.
Shall they hoist me up And show me to the shouting varletry Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in Egypt Be gentle grave unto me! rather on Nilus’ mud Lay me stark naked, and let the water-flies Blow me into abhorring! rather make My country’s high pyramides my gibbet, And hang me up in chains!’ She asks Dolabella what Cæsar means to do with her, and when she learns that she is to be taken to Rome she recurs to the horror of the triumph.
She'll not be “chastised with the sober eye of dull Octavia,” nor shown “to the shouting varletry of censuring Rome.” Her imagination is at work now, that quick forecast of the mind that steels her desperate resolve: “Rather on Nilus' mud Lay me stark nak'd, and let the water-flies Blow me into abhorring.” The heroic mood passes.