And the thought of her lying in Rhett's arms roused a fury in him that she did not think possible.

只是他爱她！一想到她躺在瑞德怀里，他就满腔怒火，这是思嘉没有料到的。

She hadn't realized so many birds could be roused from the woods in deep winter.

她没想到，在深冬的树林里，竟然能招来这么多鸟儿。

Every word she uttered did not cost her effort exactly, but roused a kind of amazement in herself.

她说出的每一个字都没有准确地花费她的力气， 而是在她心中激起一种惊奇。

As the 1970s closed, though, and the gains of the civil rights movement quelled mainstream fascination, Baldwin no longer roused attention in quite the same way.

然而，随着上世纪70年代的结束，民权运动的成就压制了主流魅力，鲍德温不再以同样的方式唤起人们的注意。

Any attempt to question or minimize Lanfear's theories roused in his disciple the only flashes of wrath I have ever seen a scientific discussion provoke in him.

任何质疑或贬低 Lanfear 理论的企图都会在他的弟子心中激起我所见过的唯一一次科学讨论在他身上激起的愤怒。

Wake Sophie when you go upstairs, under pretence of requesting her to rouse you in good time to-morrow; for you must be dressed and have finished breakfast before eight.

上楼时叫醒索菲，假装要她明天准时叫醒你；因为你必须在八点之前穿好衣服并吃完早餐。

No doubt he had invoked the help of the Holy Spirit to subdue the anger I had roused in him, and now believed he had forgiven me once more.

毫无疑问，他祈求圣灵的帮助来平息我在他心中激起的愤怒，现在他相信他已经再次原谅了我。

Perhaps, in his good nature, Milnes thought that Swinburne might find a friend in Stirling or Oliphant, but he could hardly have fancied Henry Adams rousing in him even an interest.

也许，出于好脾气， 米尔内斯认为斯温伯恩可能会在斯特林或奥利芬特找到朋友， 但他几乎不可能想象亨利·亚当斯会激起他的兴趣。

His eyes were brighter than I had known them for many a day. They shone with the perverted enthusiasm which was roused in him only by the contemplation of some new audacity.

他的眼睛比我认识的许多天都明亮。它们闪耀着变态的热情，这种热情只有在考虑到某种新的大胆行为时才会在他心中激起。

He had no suspicion of the extent to which his mental superiority had roused fear and hatred against him in the hearts of men towards whom he was conscious of nothing but good will and good service.

他没有想到他精神上的优越性在多大程度上引起了人们心中对他的恐惧和仇恨，他对这些人除了善意和良好的服务外别无他法。

Her affection tired very soon, however, and when she grew peevish, Hindley became tyrannical. A few words from her, evincing a dislike to Heathcliff, were enough to rouse in him all his old hatred of the boy.

但是不多久，她的这种喜爱劲头就退 了。当她变得乖戾的时候，辛德雷也变得暴虐了。她只要吐出几个字，暗示不喜欢希刺克厉夫，这就足以把他对这孩子的旧恨全都勾起来。

He no longer had the sense of being to her ... what he was, a thief, a robber; he was a man, a man who loved and whose love roused unspoken feelings in the depths of a friendly soul.

他不再觉得对她来说… … 他是什么，一个小偷，一个强盗；他是一个男人，一个爱的人，他的爱在友善的灵魂深处唤起无言的感情。