I vociferated curses enough to annihilate any fiend in Christendom;
Emily Brontë. Wuthering Heights (1847)
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And he was proud, yet all the while he was remembering the warning in red chalk that he had found on his front porch after the election. Before he had time to become very complicated about it, the door vociferously banged open, and his daughter, Sissy, sailed in.