Loathe

(v. t.) To feel extreme disgust at, or aversion for.

(v. t.) To dislike greatly; to abhor; to hate.

(v. i.) To feel disgust or nausea.

校对:拉里

• We hate and loathe these veritable fiends, he smiled again. 欧内斯特·海明威. 丧钟为谁而鸣.
• We live in filth, and grow loathsome, till we loathe ourselves! 哈丽叶特·比切·斯托. 汤姆叔叔的小屋.
• I have taught them to love work and loathe idleness. 弗格斯·休姆. 奇幻岛.
• I loathe and fear him more than I can say. 阿瑟·柯南·道尔. 福尔摩斯归来记.
• I should loathe the man to whom I sold myself without love, whomsoever he might be. 埃德加·赖斯·巴勒斯. 人猿泰山.
• I loathe myself as a human being. 戴维·赫伯特·劳伦斯. 恋爱中的女人.
• I loathe and hate it now, but I cannot leave it. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• I still loathed my bed in the school dormitory more than words can express: I clung to whatever could distract thought. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特. 维莱特.
• And she loathed it, the sordid, too-familiar place! 戴维·赫伯特·劳伦斯. 恋爱中的女人.
• She loathed its atmosphere of petty vice and petty jealousy and petty art. 戴维·赫伯特·劳伦斯. 恋爱中的女人.
• She loathed the man with whiskers round his face. 戴维·赫伯特·劳伦斯. 恋爱中的女人.
• Martin, having known the taste of excitement, wanted a second draught; having felt the dignity of power, he loathed to relinquish it. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特. 雪莉.
• Sincerely as I loathed the man, the prodigious strength of his character, even in its most trivial aspects, impressed me in spite of myself. 威尔基·柯林斯. 白衣女人.
• I wished to do right, yet loathed to grieve or injure him. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特. 维莱特.
• A man cannot be condemned for a murder at which he was not present, and which he loathes and abhors as much as you do. 阿瑟·柯南·道尔. 福尔摩斯归来记.
• Unutterable loathing of a desolate existence past, forbade return. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特. 维莱特.
• Tublat's little, close-set, bloodshot, pig-eyes shot wicked gleams of hate as they fell upon the object of his loathing. 埃德加·赖斯·巴勒斯. 人猿泰山.
• It was dynamic hatred and loathing, coming strong and black out of the unconsciousness. 戴维·赫伯特·劳伦斯. 恋爱中的女人.
• Gudrun looked at her in silent loathing. 戴维·赫伯特·劳伦斯. 恋爱中的女人.
• But in loathing myself I may, I own, be unjust to you, my poor wife. 托马斯·哈代. 还乡.
• Or would he pity me, and understand me, and save me from loathing myself? 伊迪丝·华顿. 快乐之家.
• I cannot tell you the loathing and horror with which this insignificant-looking man inspired me. 阿瑟·柯南·道尔. 福尔摩斯回忆录.

整理:李奥娜