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STEED
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I. (noun)
Sense 1
Meaning:
(literary) a spirited horse for state of war
Classified under:
Hypernyms ("steed" is a kind of...):
warhorse (horse used in war)
Domain category:
literature (creative writing of recognized artistic value)
Context examples:
His comrade was a large, red-headed man upon a great black horse, with a huge canvas bag slung from his saddle-bow, which jingled and clinked with every movement of his steed.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
I put down my muff on the stile, and went up to the tall steed; I endeavoured to catch the bridle, but it was a spirited thing, and would not let me come near its head; I made effort on effort, though in vain: meantime, I was mortally afraid of its trampling fore-feet.
(Jane Eyre, by Charlotte Brontë)
Rushing to his horse, he swung himself into the saddle, and was off down the road in a rolling cloud of dust as fast as his good steed could bear him.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
He leaned well over its neck as he rode, and made a heaving with his shoulders at every bound as though he were lifting the steed instead of it carrying him.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
“Ha!” cried Edward, reining up for an instant his powerful black steed.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
As he spoke the attendant cantered up the grassy enclosure, and pulling up his steed in front of the royal stand, blew a second fanfare upon his bugle.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
So saying, Sir Nigel mounted the white horse of the Spanish cavalier, and rode quietly forth from his concealment with his three companions behind him, Alleyne leading his master's own steed by the bridle.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
Pulling up his steed, he slightly inclined his head, and sat in the stern and composed fashion with which he had borne himself throughout, heedless of the applauding shouts and the flutter of kerchiefs from the long lines of brave men and of fair women who were looking down upon him.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
Then, spurring his steed, the young squire rode at the top of his speed after his companions, and overtook them just at the spot where the trees fringe off into the moor and the straggling hamlet of Hordle lies scattered on either side of the winding and deeply-rutted track.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
