"Revers" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... Froissent le glaive au glaive et sautent les fosses, Et passent, au milieu des ronces remuees, Comme deux tourbillons et comme deux nuees. O chocs affreux! terreur! tumulte etincelant! Mais enfin Olivier saisit au corps Roland, Qui de son propre sang en combattant s'abreuve, Et jette d'un revers ...
— La Legende des Siecles • Victor Hugo
... gaining her feet, Miss Anthony stood battling with her emotions, but her indomitable courage conquered, and she smiled at the audience as it rose to greet her. She wore a gown of black duchesse satin with vest and revers of fine white lace in which were a few modest pinks, while she carried a large bouquet of violets. The moment she began talking the shadow passed from her face and she stood erect, with head uplifted, full of ...
— The History of Woman Suffrage, Volume IV • Various
... they were hard up for true stories, each of the courtiers tried who could invent the best one. But out of respect for the royal blood, the Dauphin has credited a townsman with that which happened to the Lady of Cany. It is given under the title of "La Medaille a revers", in the collection of which it is one of the brightest jewels, and commences the hundred. ...
— Droll Stories, Complete - Collected From The Abbeys Of Touraine • Honore de Balzac
... demolition of the last Ministry, and abbai(s)sement of his Majesty, but of this they speak without reserve. Lord Cov(entry) was there, as malignant and insulting as possible. It requires some degree of temper to refrain from a reply to these things, but I shall. I have made up my mind to these revers; no future minister can hurt me, for none will I ...
— George Selwyn: His Letters and His Life • E. S. Roscoe and Helen Clergue
... feeling was destin'd to be arrested and revers'd by a terrible shock—the battle of first Bull Run—certainly, as we now know it, one of the most singular fights on record. (All battles, and their results, are far more matters of accident than is generally ...
— Complete Prose Works - Specimen Days and Collect, November Boughs and Goodbye My Fancy • Walt Whitman
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