"Flaunt" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... Chase on the bungalow porch. She was amused to find that he, from his distant post, was also regarding the chateau through a pair of glasses. A spirit of adventure, risk, mischief, as uncontrolled as breath itself, impelled her to flaunt her handkerchief. That treacherous spirit deserted her most shamelessly when her startled eyes saw that he was waving a response. She laid awake for a long time that night wondering what he would think of her ...
— The Man From Brodney's • George Barr McCutcheon
... her; With lucent feet imbrued, If young Day tread, a glorious vintager, The wine-press of the purple-foamed east; Or round the nodding sun, flush-faced and sunken, His wild bacchantes drunken Reel, with rent woofs a-flaunt, their westering rout. - But lo! at length the day is lingered out, At length my Ariel lays his viol by; We sing no more to thee, child, he and I; The day is lingered out: In slow wreaths folden Around yon censer, sphered, golden, Vague Vesper's fumes aspire; And glimmering to eclipse The long ...
— Sister Songs • Francis Thompson
... tackle by experts for big game fish of the sea has come to be an established practice in American angling. A few years ago, when sport with light tackle was exceptional, it required courage to flaunt its use in the faces of fishermen of experience and established reputation. Long Key, now the most noted fishing resort on the Atlantic coast, was not many years back a place for hand-lines and ...
— Tales of Fishes • Zane Grey
... and the Comte d'Artois, and with the swarms of fanatical emigres who had long pestered him with mad projects. Further, he had always been loath to declare for the restoration of the Bourbons. To do so would be to flaunt the fleur-de-lis in the face of a nation which hated all that pertained to the old regime. Besides, it implied a surrender to the clique headed by Burke and Windham, which scoffed at the compromise between monarchy and democracy embodied in the French constitution of 1791. Pitt, with ...
— William Pitt and the Great War • John Holland Rose
... elm and beech, The creek goes twinkling through long gleams and glooms Of woodland quiet, summered with perfumes: The creek, in whose clear shallows minnow-schools Glitter or dart; and by whose deeper pools The blue kingfishers and the herons haunt; That, often startled from the freckled flaunt Of blackberry-lilies—where they feed or hide— Trail a lank flight along the forestside With eery clangor. Here a sycamore Smooth, wave-uprooted, builds from shore to shore A headlong bridge; and there, a storm-hurled ...
— Poems • Madison Cawein
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