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WRITHED
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I. (adjective)
Sense 1
Meaning:
Twisted (especially as in pain or struggle)
Example:
my writhen features
Synonyms:
Classified under:
Similar:
crooked (having or marked by bends or angles; not straight or aligned)
II. (verb)
Sense 1
Past simple / past participle of the verb writhe
Context examples:
The other bounded round in an eccentric circle with shrill, wailing cries, and then lying down writhed in agony for some minutes before it also stiffened and lay still.
(The Lost World, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
The Thing in the coffin writhed; and a hideous, blood-curdling screech came from the opened red lips.
(Dracula, by Bram Stoker)
While I was thus looking and wondering, in a calm moment, when the ship was still, Israel Hands turned partly round and with a low moan writhed himself back to the position in which I had seen him first.
(Treasure Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson)
It was in obedience to law that the bird flew, and it was in obedience to the same law that fermenting slime had writhed and squirmed and put out legs and wings and become a bird.
(Martin Eden, by Jack London)
He writhed himself quite off his stool in the excitement of his feelings, and, being off, began to make arrangements for going home.
(David Copperfield, by Charles Dickens)
He lifted into the air, described a short curve, and struck the deck alongside the corpse on his head and shoulders, where he lay and writhed about in agony.
(The Sea-Wolf, by Jack London)
Buck writhed his lips into the preliminary of a snarl, but sniffed noses with him, Whereupon the old wolf sat down, pointed nose at the moon, and broke out the long wolf howl.
(The Call of the Wild, by Jack London)
As he ran he jerked his hands up and down, waggled his head, and writhed his face into the most extraordinary contortions.
(The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
I writhed under his words, yet dared not exhibit the pain I felt.
(Frankenstein, by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley)
And what ailed the chestnut tree? it writhed and groaned; while wind roared in the laurel walk, and came sweeping over us.
(Jane Eyre, by Charlotte Brontë)
