What is "reveler"

Usage examples of "reveler".

He laughed all the way to Misenum, carried in a flower-decked litter with Metrobius by his side and accompanied by his Bacchic revelers, all invited to stay in his villa as his guests for as long as they wanted.

The revelers were drunk on busthead whiskey, yelling, sometimes jumping down to pick up a dirt clod, flinging it at a schoolroom window.

Shouts and cries echoed through the darkness, and shadowy clots of revelers filed along the unbounded edges of their firelight.

He watched shadows of the revelers dancing on the curtains like a Balinese puppet show and he wanted to be content where he was, alone at this table, though he was beginning to think Aspen would be a better place, with most of the other uptown New Orleanians who opted out of the krewes and the balls.

Couples strolled together and tipsy revelers staggered on the pavements and discreet prostitutes, many of them part-time actresses and supers, discreetly plied their trade.

The street-lamps were fresh lit, and the first revelers taking to the streets, their numbers thinner than I remembered, but still glorious in their silks and velvets, brocade and jewels shimmering in the lamplight.

He had lived on odds and ends for several days, eatin' crackers that had bin turned over by revelers in the bread tray at the bar.

Near the exit, traffic started to slow and thicken, skirting the fistfights that were erupting now with alarming rapidity, the familiar ozone-smell of impending riot harrying the revelers on.

It was another half hour before the Christmas mummers and revelers had been sent on their way to serenade the rest of Paradise, and Elizabeth could collapse into the rocker before the hearth.

For food, they had to depend upon local resources, but all of the replicators in town were churning out ale and appetizers for revelers and well-funded refugees.

They dipped some of the wine into waterbags and left the rest for the revelers, then walked toward Jondalar.

Not so entertaining were shadowy figures at the edge of the masses of revelers: blowsy drunken creatures, beggars with hideous purple scars, whining their pleas.

More serious-minded revelers (and the maudlin drunks) gathered about a crookbacked goblin bard who had reached the one-hundred-sixty-fifth verse of a lugubrious ballad of doomed Firvulag lovers.

A few years back a group of drunken revelers had shoved a lavender baby grand piano over the side.

No one, however, expected wisdom and caution from a drunken reveler.