1 "I never thought to live long enough to hear such disloyal words spoken of our Cause," went on Mrs. Merriwether, by this time in a ferment of righteous anger.
2 She was pink with righteous anger, her gentle eyes snapping fire, her nostrils quivering.
3 Their rebuffs made her haughty; her haughtiness irritated them to franker rebuffs; they were working up to a state of painfully righteous war when they were saved by the coming of food.
4 Bogart, son of the righteous widow who lived across the alley, was at this time a boy of fourteen or fifteen.
5 He hymned the old unhappy wars in which he had been Achilles and the mellifluous Nestor, yet gone his righteous ways unheeded by the cruel kings.
6 The righteous widow glared, banged into the house, came out poking at her bonnet, marched away.
7 She felt oozing through the walls the spirit of small houses and righteous people.
8 He had proceeded with wisdom and from the most righteous motives under heaven's blue only to be frustrated by hateful circumstances.
9 Yet midway my hope is, if righteous gods can do aught at all, thou wilt drain the cup of vengeance on the rocks, and re-echo calls on Dido's name.
10 So all Etruria hath risen in righteous fury, and in immediate battle claim their king for punishment.
11 One man lives for his own wants and nothing else, like Mituh, he only thinks of filling his belly, but Fokanitch is a righteous man.
12 I am expressing my righteous contempt for Commercialism.
13 The dearth of strong moral character, of unbending righteousness, he felt, was their great shortcoming, and here he would begin.
14 He fought among his own, the low, the grasping, and the wicked, with that unbending righteousness which is the sword of the just.
15 "Cold" Boston was alive with the fire that is always hot in her heart for righteousness and truth.
Up From Slavery: An Autobiography By Booker T. WashingtonContext Highlight In Chapter XV.