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  • v. Simple past tense and past participle of raven.


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  • To right and left he smote with the short sword, making a havoc and sparing none, for the sword ravened in his hand.

    The World's Desire

  • ┬áBecause I have, in the times before rehab, ravened whomever I could.


  • I rolled slowly up the pavement leading up to the park until eventually the pavement ran out and a small ravened gravel path ascended.

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  • Now he ravened through the massacre and the fiends avoided him, turning to the easy black victims.

    Wings in the Night

  • By the thousands they had descended on the Isle of the Gods in the night, and whether stealth or treachery let them through the walls, the comrades never knew, but now they ravened through the corpse-strewn streets, glutting their blood-lust in holocaust and massacre wholesale.

    People of the Dark

  • "Earthquake!" he gasped, and smitten by this new terror he caught up the senseless girl and plunged recklessly down the cracking steps, hacking and stabbing a way through the crimson whirlpools of bestial humanity that still tore and ravened.

    The Moon of Skulls

  • Sir Martin Wagstaff will perform that office, and in default of a cudgel, the devil gulp him, if I should not eat her up quick, as Candaul the Lydian king did his wife, whom he ravened and devoured.

    Five books of the lives, heroic deeds and sayings of Gargantua and his son Pantagruel

  • And he threw up his own shield, abandoning the illusion, and watched as the Swarm ravened outside it, tearing the scant furnishings of the Hall to shreds in frustration, unable to reach the meat so tantalizingly out of reach.

    Magic's Promise

  • For hours he had ravened through the city, feeding an ancient thirst for blood.

    The Silver Spike

  • She ravened among the besiegers, fueling herself with fear and anger and an unquenchable lust for requiting what had been done to the Degnan.



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  • Kindled like torches for his joy,

    Charred and ravened women lie

    from "Pursuit," by Sylvia Plath

    April 8, 2008