buffetings

Poland has been, even more so than Ireland, a "most distressful country", as the ballad "The Wearing of the Green" has it, subject to the buffetings of history.

Author, author: Nick Laird Nick Laird 2010

After his lonely buffetings, Philip seemed to have finally landed a cushy billet.

The Long Route To Windsor Ferdinand Mount 2011

But still I find myself rooting for him, wincing at his near-misses, and noting grimly the buffetings and bolstering of his twin averages.

Why do I like Tim Bresnan so much? 2010

What I'm doing and what poets that I admire are now doing are figuring out viable accounts of interiority that allow for all the passing mental stuff, but don't totally concede the inner life to external buffetings of information and the sense that if you could Google something infinitely, you would know it fully.

Christopher Lydon: Poet-Critic Dan Chiasson, the Natural (AUDIO) 2010

February 1st, 2009 at 6: 02 am privilege mac casinòs says: privilege mac casinòs … conservationist ostentatious undiminished halted buffetings …

Think Progress » Iraqi Leaders Call On U.S. To Set Timetable 2005

He must have been, indeed, of a tougher fibre than he looked to withstand without expiring such buffetings, the violence of his exertions, and so much fear.

Amy Foster 2006

Hedwig knew that those living stones that were to be placed in the building of the heavenly Jerusalem had to be smoothed out by buffetings and pressures in this world, and that many tribulations would be needed before she could cross over into the glory of her heavenly homeland.

She was always directed toward God Argent 2006

By reason of his own early buffetings at the mood of chance and established prosperity the idea appealed to him intensely.

An American Tragedy 2004

How touchingly expressive are the succeeding lines, wrung from a heart which all the trials and temptations and buffetings of the world could not render worldly; which, amid a thousand follies and errors of the head, still retained its childlike innocence; and which, doomed to struggle on to the last amid the din and turmoil of the metropolis, had ever been cheating itself with a dream of rural quiet and seclusion:

The Life of Oliver Goldsmith 2004

I was myself an excellent swimmer — the very sight of the sea was wont to raise in me such sensations, as a huntsman experiences, when he hears a pack of hounds in full cry; I loved to feel the waves wrap me and strive to overpower me; while I, lord of myself, moved this way or that, in spite of their angry buffetings.

The Last Man 2003