O Clifford, boisterous[9] Clifford, thou hast slain
The flower of Europe for his chivalry.
Shakespeare, 3 Henry VI. act ii. sc. 1.
His boistrous body shines in burnished steel.
Sylvester, Du Bartas’ Weeks, The Magnificence, p. 460.
The greatest danger indeed is from those that are stolide feroces, full of those boisterous, rude, and brutish passions, which grow as bristles upon hogs’ backs, from ignorance, pride, rusticity, and prejudice.—Gauden, Hieraspistes. To the Reader.
The leathern outside, boisterous as it was,
Gave way, and bent beneath her strict embrace.
Dryden, Sigismunda and Guiscardo, 159, 160.
The other thing in debate seemed very hard and boisterous to his Majesty, that sundry leaders in the House of Commons would provoke him to proclaim open war with Spain.—Hacket, Life of Archbishop Williams, part i. p. 79.