ravings


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ravings

noun ranting, rambling, babbling, gibberish, prattle, gabble, incoherent talk the lunatic ravings of a mad politician
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ravings

[ˈreɪvɪŋz] NPLdelirio msing, desvarío msing

ravings

[ˈreɪvɪŋz] npldivagations fpl

ravings

[ˈreɪvɪŋz] nplvaneggiamenti mpl
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It is true that I heard the dying Indian's words; but if those words were pronounced to be the ravings of delirium, how could I contradict the assertion from my own knowledge?
For the most part the young giant's ravings were inarticulate, but now and then Virginia heard her name linked with words of reverence and worship.
I lay for two months on the point of death; my ravings, as I afterwards heard, were frightful; I called myself the murderer of William, of Justine, and of Clerval.
Or are they the inflammatory ravings of incendiaries or distempered enthusiasts?
Just snuffed out," said the other; "he died at four o'clock this morning; all yesterday he was raving -- raving about Skinner, and having no Sundays.
The chief point now was to keep watch over him as long as there was any danger of that intelligible raving, that unaccountable impulse to tell, which seemed to have acted towards Caleb Garth; and Bulstrode felt much anxiety lest some such impulse should come over him at the sight of Lydgate.
They said that old Windpeter stood up on the seat of his wagon, raving and swearing at the onrushing locomotive, and that he fairly screamed with delight when the team, maddened by his inces- sant slashing at them, rushed straight ahead to cer- tain death.
I've seen hatters before,' she said to herself; `the March Hare will be much the most interesting, and perhaps as this is May it won't be raving mad--at least not so mad as it was in March.
Raving of the reason was likeness to God, and doubt was sin.
In the course of a few days he showed symptoms of hydrophobia, and became raving toward night.
He glanced over into the vacant lot in which the little raving boys from Devil's Row seethed about the shrieking and tearful child from Rum Alley.
But he had fancied her in love with him; that evidently must have been his dependence; and after raving a little about the seeming incongruity of gentle manners and a conceited head, Emma was obliged in common honesty to stop and admit that her own behaviour to him had been so complaisant and obliging, so full of courtesy and attention, as (supposing her real motive unperceived) might warrant a man of ordinary observation and delicacy, like Mr.