Of his own factious insolence he seems to have been altogether oblivious.
"The Story of the Upper Canada Rebellion, Volume 1" by John Charles Dent
They had wasted all their inheritance but great memories, and had acquired a truculent and factious spirit.
"Peter the Hermit" by Daniel A. Goodsell
In the midst of what Jefferson called "the general factiousness," following the embargo, occurred a presidential election.
"Union and Democracy" by Allen Johnson
Van Buren's opposition to the Adams administration has been called factious and unpatriotic.
"A Political History of the State of New York, Volumes 1-3" by DeAlva Stanwood Alexander
Eleven-twelfths of you are good; the rest are factious.
"Travels in France during the years 1814-1815" by Archibald Alison
This seems to have put the finishing touch to the factious state of feeling at Bau.
"Sketches of Our Life at Sarawak" by Harriette McDougall
In Ireland, the departure of Lord Buckingham was followed by a revival of the factious intemperance his energy had for a season suppressed.
"Memoirs of the Court and Cabinets of George the Third, Volume 2 (of 2)" by The Duke of Buckingham
We have a public sentiment in favor of the right which can not be shaken by corrupt, factious, and transitory influences.
"The Land of Thor" by J. Ross Browne
When they were gone, the light disappeared; factious spirits and false teachers followed immediately.
"Epistle Sermons, Vol. II" by Martin Luther
Let the Unionists hold their ground a bit, till it dies out, or until the rival factious destroy each other.
"Ireland as It Is" by Robert John Buckley (AKA R.J.B.)
Ye busy Race! ye factious Train!
That haunt ambition's guilty shrine;
No more perplex the world in vain,
But offer here your vows with mine.
"Ode to Indolence" by William Shenstone
His brother, too, whose factious zeal
Usurped the sceptre of Castile,
Unskilled to reign;
What a gay, brilliant court had he,
When all the flower of chivalry
Was in his train!
"Coplas De Manrique (From The Spanish)" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Oh! that again our raptur'd eyes could see
Their ripening crops bloom yellow o'er the land;
Their happy shepherds, like their pasture, free—
No more a factious race, a ruffian band.
"Address To Albion" by Thomas Gent
By factious aim
Masquing beneath some specious patriot cloke,
Or flaunting a time-honour'd name,--
Athwart the flood he held an even stroke;
Between extremes on her old compass straight
Aiding to steer the state.
"A Home In The Palace" by Francis Turner Palgrave