"Avouch" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... Roger back, somewhat unsteadily I fear, with a stone two-gallon jar of what he was pleased to avouch to be "the down-right stingo." "Hooray, Poll!" (he had not ceased shouting all the way from Bacchus's,) "Hooray—here I be again, a gentle-folk, a lord, a king, Poll: why daughter Grace, what's come to you? I won't have no dull looks about to-day, ...
— The Complete Prose Works of Martin Farquhar Tupper • Martin Farquhar Tupper
... with you, my father—bid these men stand out of ear-shot, and I will tell you all I know of this mysterious business; and muse not, good father, though it may pass thy wit to expound it, for I avouch to you it is too ...
— The Monastery • Sir Walter Scott
... Unless a religious turn in ourselves has led us to seek the little Societies to which these rare birds belong, we pass our lives among people who, whatever creeds they may repeat, and in whatever temples they may avouch their respectability and wear their Sunday clothes, have robust consciences, and hunger and thirst, not for righteousness, but for rich feeding and comfort and social position and attractive mates and ...
— Preface to Androcles and the Lion - On the Prospects of Christianity • George Bernard Shaw
... Pour like a flame, on their unguarded ranks, And wither them: As when an angel smote The Assyrian camp. The proud Sennacherib, With impious rage, against the hill of God, Blasphem'd. Low humbl'd, when the dawning light, Saw all his host dead men: So yet I trust, The God of battles will avouch our cause, And those proud champions of despotic power, Who turn our fasting to their mirth, and mock Our prayers, naming us the SAINTS, shall yet, Repay with blood, the tears and agonies, Of tender mothers, and their infant babes, Shut ...
— The Battle of Bunkers-Hill • Hugh Henry Brackenridge
... of all the earth, God rest the lady fowl that gave thee birth! Fit missile for the vilest hand to throw— I freely tender thee mine own. Although As a bad egg I am myself no slouch, Thy riper years thy ranker worth avouch. Now, Pickering, please expose your eye and say If—whoop!— (Exit egg.) ...
— Black Beetles in Amber • Ambrose Bierce
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