Examples of using "Rage" in a sentence and their english translations:
rabies
He choked with rage.
He is burning with anger.
I was terribly angry.
There is a war raging.
bats rabies, jolts, mers,
He was raging mad.
He flew into a rage.
Mary became pale with rage.
- He is boiling with rage.
- He is very angry.
- He's really angry.
- He's very angry.
He looked black with anger.
When did I feel the need to burst with expression?
The storm raged for a few days.
You must be vaccinated against rabies.
The storm raged in all its fury.
He was furious.
Rabies is the deadliest disease on earth.
and they know precisely how your hungry heart rages?
Give a dog a bad name and hang him.
A squirrel transmitted rabies to my daughter.
I have toothache.
If you feel rage when you read the news,
Rabies is the deadliest disease on earth.
can you acknowledge that your rage is fueled by pain?
He looked black with anger.
Slow and steady wins the race.
If I don't die of a heart attack, I'd die of anger.
while a decisive campaign raged in Saxony continues to puzzle historians.
It was annoying, as the manager took his team to a near-miss in the tournament.
Not only were there strong winds yesterday, but also it rained heavily.
In a fit of anger he said everything he wanted to say and went home.
Tom went ballistic.
All to the strange encounter, sword in hand, / rush forth, these miscreants of the deep to slay.
Few things are more enraging to me than the sight of an animal being beaten.
"Beware... / Yet first 'twere best these billows to allay. / Far other coin hereafter ye shall pay / for crimes like these."
Syria, where a bloody conflict rages on, war was the leading cause of lost life.
Around him a desperate conflict raged... horses were jammed against horses and men against men,
What's amazing about sports fans is the intensity of the rage they can feel toward something trivial.
Slow and steady wins the race.
"But ne'er the town, by Destiny assigned, / your walls shall gird, till famine's pangs constrain / to gnaw your boards, in quittance for our slain."
We see the War-God glorying in his might; / up to the roof we see the Danaos pour; / their shielded penthouse drives against the door.
"Here Scylla, leftward sits Charybdis fell, / who, yawning thrice, her lowest depths laid bare, / sucks the vast billows in her throat's dark hell, / then starward spouts the refluent surge in air."
As when in mighty multitudes bursts out / sedition, and the wrathful rabble rave; / rage finds them arms; stones, firebrands fly about.
So spake the son of Othrys, and forthright, / my spirit stirred with impulse from on high, / I rush to arms amid the flames and fight, / where yells the war-fiend and the warrior's cry, / mixt with the din of strife, mounts upward to the sky.
Madly I rush to arms; though vain the fight, / yet burns my soul, in fury and despair, / to rally a handful and to hold the height: / sweet seems a warrior's death and danger a delight.
"Not so; though glory wait not on the act; / though poor the praise, and barren be the gain, / vengeance on feeble woman to exact, / yet praised hereafter shall his name remain, / who purges earth of such a monstrous stain. / Sweet is the passion of vindictive joy, / sweet is the punishment, where just the pain, / sweet the fierce ardour of revenge to cloy, / and slake with Dardan blood the funeral flames of Troy."
Force wins a footing, and, the foremost slain, / in, like a deluge, pours the Danaan train.
- Then fury spurred their courage, and behold, / As ravening wolves, when darkness hides the day, / Stung with mad fire of famine uncontrolled, / Prowl from their dens, and leave the whelps to stay, / With jaws athirst and gaping for the prey. / So to sure death, amid the darkness there, / Where swords, and spears, and foemen bar the way, / Into the centre of the town we fare. / Night with her shadowy cone broods o'er the vaulted air.
- Then, like wolves ravening in a black fog, whom mad malice of hunger hath driven blindly forth, and their cubs left behind await with throats unslaked; through the weapons of the enemy we march to certain death, and hold our way straight into the town. Night's sheltering shadow flutters dark around us.