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Word: shrieked (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1880-1889
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Brutal, gashed, and swollen faces; wide gaping mouths, which opened for the last time to utter the death-shriek, and are now fixed forever in rigid agony; jagged, discolored teeth, sunken cheeks, knitted brows, dead, sodden eyes, awful contortions, ghastly smiles, hideous leers, faces of men and faces of women, faces of the young and faces of the old, faces which reek with the slime of years of vice and misery and despair; faces which Dante, groping among the damned, might have dragged from hideous, steaming depths of Lethean mud, and flung forth to front the unwilling...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A Description of the Paris Morgue. | 2/25/1885 | See Source »

...lured by his deadly enemy to a quiet place at a quiet hour and murdered. Can we not picture the sudden grapple and the terrible struggle, upon which the cold stars gazed down so unpityingly? No eye saw the savage blow, no ear heard the victim's shriek, as he was flung from the parapet. The night was deaf, and the darkness was blind, and nothing remained to tell the story but the clotted handful of the murderer's hair which the police took next morning from the rigid fingers of his victim. A bulky and heavy sack, stained crimson...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A Description of the Paris Morgue. | 2/25/1885 | See Source »

...with a mixed sort of feeling that one listens to the following shriek from the sepulchre. One scarcely knows whether to laugh, or to merely pity the writer...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: TENDER MADRIGALS BY COLLEGE POETS. | 5/7/1884 | See Source »

This was greeted by a perfect shriek of laughter. The girls rolled from side to side and clung to their chairs. "Just see that expression!" cried Lu. "Oh, this is too utterly overpowering! You did n't half prepare us, Will. Oh dear me!" and she held her sides together and gasped...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: SLIGHTLY THE WRONG MAN. | 10/14/1881 | See Source »

...fire, neither stirring nor speaking. I looked on in dumb amazement; and then, as I looked, I saw him rise to his feet, with a livid light in his eyes; I saw him draw from his pocket a revolver and point it at some invisible mark. I tried to shriek for help; I tried to move. I might as well have been a statue. Then I saw the revolver snatched from him by a hand; I saw a face, distinct and clear as his own - a face whose every line is deeply imprinted on my memory; I saw that face...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A BIRD OF THE AIR. | 4/22/1881 | See Source »

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