Examples of using "Rois" in a sentence and their english translations:
Do you know any kings?
We'll live like kings.
Our kings love their subjects.
Kings have long arms.
The crown is the symbol of kings.
Punctuality is the courtesy of kings.
lions are the kings of the night.
Three kings fell on that August 4th 1578.
In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.
Casinos treat high rollers like kings.
Three kings and two eights earned him a full house.
but there are several kings with this name, Petubastis;
Corporate America says it's about profits.
One of England's kings abdicated the throne in order to marry a commoner.
Even the greatest kings go to the toilet on foot.
from "Measure for Measure," "Twelfth Night," "Richard III,"
We ate some Twelfth-Night pancake this afternoon.
Okay, we have another king in the king list of Egypt added.
My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
In Spain, it's the Three Kings that bring the children their presents.
Before Three Kings' Day, the children send letters with their wishes.
According to the Bible, the Three Kings were guided to Jesus by a shining star.
In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.
In real life kings are powerful, but in chess they're pretty much worthless.
And I will make thee increase exceedingly, and I will make nations of thee, and kings shall come out of thee.
and Justinian’s envoys re-opened negotiations with the new Sassanian King of Kings, Khosrow I.
a German state belonging to the Hanoverian kings of Britain, with whom France was once more at war.
"Himself, a foe, oft lauded Troy's renown, / and claimed the Teucrian sires as kinsmen of his own."
"Wide rule and happy days await thee there, / and royal marriage shall thy portion be. / Weep not for lov'd Creusa, weep not."
- He also suffered many things in war, while he strove to found a city, and to bear his gods to Latium: from this place arose the Latin race, the Alban fathers, and the walls of exalted Rome.
- Yea, and more, / in war enduring, ere he built a home, / and his loved household-deities brought o'er / to Latium, whence the Latin people come, / whence rose the Alban sires, and walls of lofty Rome.
Now too, with shouts of fury and disdain / to see the maiden rescued, here and there / the Danaans gathering round us, charge amain; / fierce-hearted Ajax, the Atridan pair, / and all Thessalia's host our scanty band o'erbear.
"And there / 'neath Hector's kin three hundred years complete / the kingdom shall endure, till Ilia fair, / queen-priestess, twins by Mars' embrace shall bear."
And forth they bring the broidered tapestry, / with purple dyed and wrought full cunningly. / The tables groan with silver; there are told / the deeds of prowess for the gazer's eye, / a long, long series, of their sires of old, / traced from the nation's birth, and graven in the gold.
There, roof and pinnacle the Dardans tear – / death standing near – and hurl them on the foe, / last arms of need, the weapons of despair; / and gilded beams and rafters down they throw, / ancestral ornaments of days ago.
Those fifty bridal chambers I behold / (so fair the promise of a future reign) / and spoil-deckt pillars of barbaric gold, / a wreck; where fails the flame, its place the Danaans hold.
Dragged by her tresses from Minerva's fane, / Cassandra comes, the Priameian maid, / stretching to heaven her burning eyes in vain, / her eyes, for bonds her tender hands constrain.
King Anius here, enwreath'd with laurel spray, / the priest of Phoebus meets us on the way; / with joy at once he recognised again / his friend Anchises of an earlier day. / And joining hands in fellowship, each fain / to show a friendly heart the palace-halls we gain.
Bared stands the inmost palace, and behold, / the stately chambers and the courts appear / of Priam and the Trojan Kings of old, / and warders at the door with shield an spear.
Then with lowly downcast eye / she dropped her voice, and softly made reply. / "Ah! happy maid of Priam, doomed instead / at Troy upon a foeman's tomb to die! / Not drawn by lot for servitude, nor led / a captive thrall, like me, to grace a conqueror's bed."
"If Heaven of such a city naught should spare, / and thou be pleased that thou and thine should share / the common wreck, that way to death is plain. / Wide stands the door; soon Pyrrhus will be there, / red with the blood of Priam; he hath slain / the son before his sire, the father in the fane."