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Smite

verb
(past smote, rarely smit; past part. smitten, rarely smit or smote; pres. part. smiting)
1.
Inflict a heavy blow on, with the hand, a tool, or a weapon.
2.
Affect suddenly with deep feeling.
3.
Cause physical pain or suffering in.  Synonym: afflict.






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"Smite" Quotes from Famous Books



... and redeeming feature in Cleopatra's historical character; but it is not left untouched, for when she is imprecating mischiefs on herself, she wishes, as the last and worst of possible evils, that "thunder may smite Caesarion!" ...
— Characteristics of Women - Moral, Poetical, and Historical • Anna Jameson

... nature, her harmlessness—and the end this, the reward this—which overcame him; which swelled his breast until only tears could relieve it. He saw her as a dove struggling in cruel hands; and the pity which, had there been chance or hope, or any to smite, would have been rage, could find no other outlet. He wept like a woman; ...
— The Long Night • Stanley Weyman

... and then, with her old sweet want of pity, did she smite me again. Through and through she smote the man as she had smitten the boy. Treacherously it was, within my own citadel, at the very moment of my coming. Gayly up the remembered path I went, under the flowering horse-chestnut, to the little house standing back from the street, only to ...
— The Boss of Little Arcady • Harry Leon Wilson

... about that time that Kynan began to sing some wonderful old Welsh war song, which rang above the clash of weapons and the cries of those who fought. It took hold of me, and I seemed to smite in time to its swinging cadence. Yet he came back ...
— A King's Comrade - A Story of Old Hereford • Charles Whistler

... I sing: douce Jeemsy Todd, rushing from his loom, armed with a bed-post; Lisbeth Whamond, an avenging whirlwind; Neil Haggart, pausing in his thanks-offerings to smite and slay; the impious foe scudding up the bleeding Brae-head with Nemesis at their flashing heels; the minister holding it a nice question whether the carnage was not justified. Then came the two ...
— Auld Licht Idylls • J. M. Barrie


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