wearied

How To Use wearied In A Sentence

• Men have been unwearied in their efforts to obscure the plain, simple meaning of the Scriptures, and to make them contradict their own testimony; but like the ark upon the billowy deep, the word of God outrides the storms that threaten it with destruction. The Great Controversy Between Christ and Satan
• O most gentle pulpiter! what tedious homily of love have you wearied your parishioners withal, and never cried 'Have patience, good people!' As You Like It
• Save for the rifles, there appeared to be no difference between exhausted captive and wearied captor.
• But we maun a 'live the day, and have our dinner; and there's Vich lan Vohr has packed his dorlach, and Mr. Waverley's wearied wi' majoring yonder afore the muckle pier-glass; and that grey auld stoor carle, the Baron o 'Bradwardine that shot young Waverley
• The small target, defensive quality of so much of the campaign has wearied me to the point of querying the worth of the democratic process.
• Young yet, barely thirty-six, eminently handsome, magnificently strong, almost bursting with a splendid virility, his free trail-stride, never learned on pavements, and his black eyes, hinting of great spaces and unwearied with the close perspective of the city dwellers, drew many a curious and wayward feminine glance. Chapter I
• So if among virtuous actions political and military actions are distinguished by nobility and greatness, and these are unleisurely and aim at an end and are not desirable for their own sake, but the activity of reason, which is contemplative, seems both to be superior in serious worth and to aim at no end beyond itself, and to have its pleasure proper to itself (and this augments the activity), and the self-sufficiency, leisureliness, unweariedness The Nicomachean Ethics
• The bloated, flabby, obfuscatory writing has wearied readers for two decades.
• Walsh stood up to see the man out, wearied by the bland predictability of it - all too rehearsed and copybook for credibility. RIOT
• At this moment he wearied, wishing for nothing but a pause released from time in which he might lie low until the world was righted.