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HILT
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I. (noun)
Sense 1
Meaning:
The handle of a sword or dagger
Classified under:
Nouns denoting man-made objects
Hypernyms ("hilt" is a kind of...):
grip; handgrip; handle; hold (the appendage to an object that is designed to be held in order to use or move it)
Meronyms (parts of "hilt"):
knob; pommel (an ornament in the shape of a ball on the hilt of a sword or dagger)
Hyponyms (each of the following is a kind of "hilt"):
basket hilt (a hilt with a basket-shaped guard for the hand)
Holonyms ("hilt" is a part of...):
dagger; sticker (a short knife with a pointed blade used for piercing or stabbing)
blade; brand; steel; sword (a cutting or thrusting weapon that has a long metal blade and a hilt with a hand guard)
Context examples:
He cleared the hilt of his cutlass and loosened the blade in the sheath; and all the time we were waiting there he kept swallowing as if he felt what we used to call a lump in the throat.
(Treasure Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson)
By my hilt! our young one here is as white as a Picardy cheese.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
By my hilt! you would understand it if you were Jacques Bonhomme.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
By my hilt! your jerkins will be as dirty as mine ere you clap eyes on Hengistbury Head again.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
“By my hilt, yes!” muttered Aylward; “she is yellow as a kite's claw, and would carry as many men as there are pips in a pomegranate.”
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
Like enough, Peter, said Aylward, and, by my hilt!
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
“Throw down your hilt, Edricson,” cried Norbury.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
“By my hilt, he is gone!” cried Aylward, rushing to the side.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
“By my hilt! we are in luck this journey. Bear in mind the old saying of the Company.”
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
“By my hilt! then, I have found a man at last!” shouted the bowman.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
