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General Crossword Questions for “insolent”
Rude and disrespectful
Fresh in part of the Channel?
... since batting so fast is insulting
Audacious when ten lions assembled
Saucy book going to part of Oxford?
Batting very fast, being offensive
Bold, Nelson at sea in it
Rude bust lacks 5
Clippit asking if the user needs help. The Office Assistant was a Microsoft Office In Microsoft Office for Mac, it was included in versions 98 to 2004. — “Office Assistant - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia”, en.wikipedia.org
The 1966 Broadway production was a flop but introduced choreographer Michael Bennett in Based on the 1959 novel The Insolent Breed by Mississippi author Borden Deal, the story centers on Shade Motley, a fiddler who arrives in a small. — “A Joyful Noise - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia”, en.wikipedia.org
His third work was Those Insolent Legs in the Rain and Tomochika has commented that this story is his favorite until then. Those Insolent Legs in the Rain. Yubisaki Milk Tea (2003) . — “Tomochika Miyano - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia”, en.wikipedia.org
'I will not argue with a child, insolent and disobedient as you are. — “The Way We Live Now” by Anthony Trollope
Why, I know one case in which a hypochondriac, a man of forty, cut the throat of a little boy of eight, because he couldn't endure the jokes he made every day at table! And in this case his rags, the insolent police officer, the fever and this suspicion! All that working upon a man half frantic with hypochondria, and with his morbid exceptional vanity! That may well have been the starting-point of illness. — “Crime and punishment” by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
Not only, sir, this your all-licens'd fool, But other of your insolent retinue Do hourly carp and quarrel; breaking forth In rank and not-to-be-endured riots. — “King Lear” by William Shakespeare
Will the Judge still insist with Hepzibah on the interview with Clifford? Will he buy a safe, elderly gentleman's horse? Will he persuade the purchaser of the old Pyncheon property to relinquish the bargain in his favor? Will he see his family physician, and obtain a medicine that shall preserve him, to be an honor and blessing to his race, until the utmost term of patriarchal longevity? Will Judge Pyncheon, above all, make due apologies to that company of honorable friends, and satisfy them that his absence from the festive board was unavoidable, and so fully retrieve himself in their good opinion that he shall yet be Governor of Massachusetts? And all these great purposes accomplished, will he walk the streets again, with that dog-day smile of elaborate benevolence, sultry enough to tempt flies to come and buzz in it? Or will he, after the tomb-like seclusion of the past day and night, go forth a humbled and repentant man, sorrowful, gentle, seeking no profit, shrinking from worldly honor, hardly daring to love God, but bold to love his fellow man, and to do him what good he may? Will he bear about with him,–no odious grin of feigned benignity, insolent in its pretence, and loathsome in its falsehood,–but the tender sadness of a contrite heart, broken, at last, beneath its own weight of sin? For it is our belief, whatever show of honor he may have piled upon it, that there was heavy sin at the base of this man's being. — “The House of the Seven Gables” by Nathaniel Hawthorne
I ran it through, even from my boyish days To the very moment that he bade me tell it: Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field; Of hair-breadth scapes i' the imminent deadly breach; Of being taken by the insolent foe, And sold to slavery; of my redemption thence, And portance in my travels' history: Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak,–such was the process; And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders. — “Othello” by William Shakespeare
I had not felt the man's insolent letter, but I felt deeply the woman's atoning kindness. — “The Woman in White” by Wilkie Collins