Lawyer Lacroix, who wore once as subaltern the single epaulette, has loud lungs and a hungry heart.
"The French Revolution" by Thomas Carlyle
So loudly did he lie that it started him off in a dry, hacking cough that lifted the lint which had been settling in his lungs all morning.
"When God Laughs and Other Stories" by Jack London
Richard gave his lungs loud play.
"The Ordeal of Richard Feverel, Complete" by George Meredith
He gaped after them in despair, and fell to stretching and shaking himself, rattling his lungs with loud reports.
"The Short Works of George Meredith" by George Meredith
We shouted for some time as loudly as our lungs would let us, but heard nothing, save the howl of some hungry wolf, in reply.
"California" by J. Tyrwhitt Brooks
The cadi, finding himself thus assailed on all sides, began loudly to exert his lungs.
"The Exemplary Novels of Cervantes" by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
And then I called as loudly as my lungs would permit for Hippopopolis.
"Olympian Nights" by John Kendrick Bangs
So remember, when the Poplar rustles loudly, it is coughing to clear its lungs of the dust.
"Woodland Tales" by Ernest Seton-Thompson
Soldiers everywhere, all with good lungs and loud voices.
"Bidwell's Travels, from Wall Street to London Prison" by Austin Biron Bidwell
The American, too, who is loud-lunged about democracy and shirt-sleeve diplomacy, wheedles and truckles as good as the wiliest of our pashas.
"The Book of Khalid" by Ameen Rihani