Expel for ever the accursed enemy, that the Spirit of the Lord may descend and bless us with life and peace.
"Select Temperance Tracts" by American Tract Society
Whatever way I turn, all flee from me, accursed!
"The Wagnerian Romances" by Gertrude Hall
I could wish, though, it had befallen an accursed Mingo, rather than that gay young boy from the old countries.
"The Last of the Mohicans" by James Fenimore Cooper
If I were God, I would exterminate the accursed race like wolves.
"The Rough Road" by William John Locke
She is going to use that lump, somewhere about twenty-five thousand, I think, to find her accursed Tom.
"The Art of Disappearing" by John Talbot Smith
For how could the maiden rejoice in a marriage with her brother who was a murderer, accursed and excommunicated?
"Commentary on Genesis, Vol. II" by Martin Luther
Neither she nor you ought to have seen that accursed paper.
"The Belovéd Vagabond" by William J. Locke
There were fewer and fewer of Manfred's men in sight, and more of Charles's with their accursed red crosses.
"The Saracen: The Holy War" by Robert Shea
And thou, thou viper," he cried to Rigoletto, "be thou accursed!
"Operas Every Child Should Know" by Mary Schell Hoke Bacon
That accursed scourge again in arms?
"Sir Henry Morgan, Buccaneer" by Cyrus Townsend Brady
For, who forgives the accursed crime
Of dastard treachery?
Rebellion, in its chosen time,
May Freedom's champion be;
"Honour's Martyr" by Emily Jane Bronte
At Rome she wears it, as of old
Upon th' accursed hill:
By monarchs clad in gems and gold,
She goes a mourner still.
"Gunpowder Treason" by John Keble
Accursed be the love he bore,
Accursed was the force he used,
So let him of his God implore
For mercy, and be so refused!
"The Hall Of Justice" by George Crabbe
But haughty sinners God will hate,
The proud shall die accursed;
The sons of falsehood and deceit
Are trodden to the dust.
"Psalm 119 part 1" by Isaac Watts
And the stranger's feast is spread,
But it is no feast of thine;
In thine own halls accursed lips
Drain the forbidden wine.
"The Sultana's Remonstrance" by Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Accursed from their birth they be
Who seek to find monogamy,
Pursuing it from bed to bed-
I think they would be better dead.
"Reuben's Children" by Dorothy Parker
Every year around this time, I indulge in two doomed dreams: first, that my accursed Minnesota Timberwolves will find salvation in the NBA lottery.
His friends called him "Modi" but behind his back they grimly joked that it should have been "maudit" – accursed.
'Feast your eyes, gloat your soul on my accursed ugliness .'.