(Throne) n. [OE. trone, F. trône, L. thronus, Gr. cf. a bench, a footstool, to set one's self, to sit, Skr. dhara&nsdota supporting, dh&rsdot to hold fast, carry, and E. firm, a.]

1. A chair of state, commonly a royal seat, but sometimes the seat of a prince, bishop, or other high dignitary.

The noble king is set up in his throne.

High on a throne of royal state.

2. Hence, sovereign power and dignity; also, the one who occupies a throne, or is invested with sovereign authority; an exalted or dignified personage.

Only in the throne will I be greater than thou.
Gen. xli. 40.

To mold a mighty state's decrees,
And shape the whisper of the throne.

3. pl. A high order of angels in the celestial hierarchy; — a meaning given by the schoolmen. Milton.

Great Sire! whom thrones celestial ceaseless sing.

(Throne), v. t. [imp. & p. p. Throned ; p. pr. & vb. n. Throning.]

1. To place on a royal seat; to enthrone. Shak.

2. To place in an elevated position; to give sovereignty or dominion to; to exalt.

True image of the Father, whether throned
In the bosom of bliss, and light of light.

(Throne) v. i. To be in, or sit upon, a throne; to be placed as if upon a throne. Shak.

(Throne"less), a. Having no throne.

(Throng) n. [OE. þrong, þrang, AS. geþrang, fr. þringan to crowd, to press; akin to OS. thringan, D. & G. dringen, OHG. dringan, Icel. þryngva, þröngva, Goth. þriehan, D. & G. drang a throng, press, Icel. þröng a throng, Lith. trenkti to jolt, tranksmas a tumult. Cf. Thring.]

1. A multitude of persons or of living beings pressing or pressed into a close body or assemblage; a crowd.

2. A great multitude; as, the heavenly throng.

Syn.Throng, Multitude, Crowd. Any great number of persons form a multitude; a throng is a large number of persons who are gathered or are moving together in a collective body; a crowd is composed of a large or small number of persons who press together so as to bring their bodies into immediate or inconvenient contact. A dispersed multitude; the throngs in the streets of a city; the crowd at a fair or a street fight. But these distinctions are not carefully observed.

So, with this bold opposer rushes on
This many-headed monster, multitude.

Not to know me argues yourselves unknown,
The lowest of your throng.

I come from empty noise, and tasteless pomp,
From crowds that hide a monarch from himself.

  By PanEris using Melati.

Previous chapter/page Back Home Email this Search Discuss Bookmark Next chapter/page
Copyright: All texts on Bibliomania are © Ltd, and may not be reproduced in any form without our written permission.
See our FAQ for more details.