30 Synonyms for « ruction »

But at the last he made a foul affray, For he two pillars shook, and made them fall, And down fell temple and all, and there it lay, And slew himself and eke his foemen all; This is to say, the princes every one; And eke three thousand bodies were there slain With falling of the great temple of stone.

From the altercation between them, while this was going on, it appeared that the man had been discovered in Number Ten, and had declared with drunken obstinacy that he had taken the room.

said Alice, not wishing to begin an argument.

And thus would many an one say, looking at his neighbor: "Of a surety either shall sore war and the fierce battle din return again; or else Zeus doth stablish peace between the foes, even he that is men's dispenser of battle."

The splendid opening of the story of Islam collapses suddenly into this squalid dispute and bickering of heirs and widows.

To what may a brawl or broil be confined?

Bell, dong, ding; hammer, clash, clash!

Candide had not been long at his inn, before he was seized with a slight disorder, owing to the fatigue he had undergone.

It was fortunate that matters were no worse, for, on the very day after she took to her room, the Count and the doctor had another disagreement--and this time the dispute between them was of so serious a nature that Mr. Dawson left the house.

Donnybrook fair more in their line.

There came unhidden tidings true to the tribes of men, in sorrowful songs, how ceaselessly Grendel harassed Hrothgar, what hate he bore him, what murder and massacre, many a year, feud unfading, -- refused consent to deal with any of Daneland's earls, make pact of peace, or compound for gold: still less did the wise men ween to get great fee for the feud from his fiendish hands.

Two nights before the fight I had a second dream in which a favorite horse was running, but suddenly, just before the judge’s stand was passed, a hitherto unobserved little black horse ran ahead and the crowd shouted in my ears, `Fitzsimmons wins!’ ”

There was a fracas nearby, getting closer and louder.

But if without gifts thou enter into battle the bane of men, thou wilt not be held in like honour, even though thou avert the fray."

Some Frogs frequenting the pool heard his lamentation, and said, “What would you do if you had to live here always as we do, when you make such a fuss about a mere fall into the water?”

Still, as a practical matter, shutting down 2600 by court-order would create so much legal hassle that it is simply unfeasible, at least for the present.

The MELEE became general, but strength was on the side of the Musketeers.

So the giants were left behind with no goods to share or quarrel about.

Rhubarb.

The 29th was the much-talked-of “Labour Day,” about which all sorts of rumours were running riot.

An instant later his head appeared in the door opposite and said: Meet me at Westland Row station at ten past eleven.

Ruckus?

An Army Corps on the March With its cloud of skirmishers in advance, With now the sound of a single shot snapping like a whip, and now an irregular volley, The swarming ranks press on and on, the dense brigades press on, Glittering dimly, toiling under the sun--the dust-cover'd men, In columns rise and fall to the undulations of the ground, With artillery interspers'd--the wheels rumble, the horses sweat, As the army corps advances.

"I'll have enough rumpus," Bobby muttered, "when I get to the Cedars.

Miller's first impulse, when Mr. Holmes placed the brown scrap of paper in his hands, was to inquire how it happened that a civilian should concern himself with the movements of his men, either in or out of garrison, but something in the expression of Miss Forrest's face as she walked calmly past him on the way to her room, and in the kindling eyes of this popular and respected gentleman gave him decided pause.

Then through the open windows came the sudden sound of a scuffle, a woman's shriek, a sudden fall, voluble curses and ravings in Celestine's familiar tones, and the rush of many feet toward Bedlam.

Yesterday we had a squabble about giving out the French books, and I said I should ask Miss Pitman; then Hope said Miss Pitman would be sure to take her part, because she often dines at their house.

I found myself in the same grey light and tumult I have already described.

When midnight came, an uproar and noise of tumbling about was heard; at first it was low, but it grew louder and louder.

A dispute may be personal, fractious, and petty; a debate is formal and orderly; if otherwise, it becomes a mere wrangle.