buskined

Zeus break forth in dancing, beating with buskined foot on heaven's bright floor; for now hath she worked her heart's desire in utterly confounding the chiefest of Hellas 'sons.

Heracles

Elaborately he swung back his buskined foot, aimed and planted a kick in the middle of the inert body, with force enough to drive it a handsbreadth across the slimy floor.

Conan The Warlord

Behind these men is a buskined hero, beset by a Marshalsea

The Works of William Hogarth: In a Series of Engravings With Descriptions, and a Comment on Their Moral Tendency

She could have had a Court of Virgins, or gone like Artemis, buskined through the thickets, with a hundred high-girdled nymphs behind her, all for her sake locked in chastity.

Little Novels of Italy Madonna Of The Peach-Tree, Ippolita In The Hills, The Duchess Of Nona, Messer Cino And The Live Coal, The Judgment Of Borso

_Shame_ -- to confess his folly; and yet a sullen desire, to be reconciled and better advised for the future! what tragedy ever showed us such a tumult of passions rising at once in one bosom! or what buskined hero standing under the load of them, could have more effectually moved his spectators, by the most pathetic speech, than poor miserable Nokes did, by this silent eloquence, and piteous plight of his features?

The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor, Vol. I, No. 5, May 1810

He regarded the man again; it was very strange, as if a circular stage, the buskined world's tragic-comic wheel of fortune, had turned, and a person whom he had seen in one character had reappeared in another.

Half A Chance

From firm little chin to dainty buskined feet she was swathed in the soft robes of dull, almost coppery hue.

The Moon Pool

Empire, '(' quartæ partis et dimidiæ totius imperii Romaniæ '-- the words have a ring of trumpets), and the Doge, buskined in scarlet like the ancient Roman emperors, now ruled supreme over four seas -- the Adriatic, the Aegean, the Sea of Marmora, and the Black Sea.

Medieval People

It is easy at night to people the forest with weird beings – buskined nymphs, nixes, dwarfs, demons, dryads, fawns, witches, ghosts, and even Pan and all his merry rout.

Janey Canuck in the West

West Indian negroes in white flannels, with their legs buskined like the legs of comic opera brigands, play at cricket, meanwhile shouting in the broadest of British accents; and there is tennis on the tennis courts and boating on the lake near-by and golf on the links that lie beyond the lake.

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