...Dramatic composition was not what my husband preferred, but the torrent of Mr... 
Robert Louis Stevenson 「Kidnapped」
... It is difficult to determine to what extent, in the heat of passion and swept along by the torrent of his own oratory, he might yesterday have succeeded in deceiving himself...
Rafael Sabatini 「Scaramouche」
...Penn, you're it!" Dan let the after-tackle run, and slid him out of the stern on to the deck amid a torrent of his own fish...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
... as there is nothing further left in France to withstand the torrent which sweeps away all obstacles before it; you know what I mean by the torrent?” ...
Alexandre Dumas, Pere 「Louise de la Valliere」
...The fiery torrent was vomited out and streamed on either side of me...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...We were roused by the roar, as of a torrent, made by the fire coming from the windward...
David Livingstone 「Missionary Travels and Researches in South Africa」
...Donkeys had to be unloaded, led through a torrent, and loaded again on the other bank—an operation which consumed a full hour...
Henry M. Stanley 「How I Found Livingstone」
... and their people would certainly attack you when crossing some swollen torrent...
Samuel White Baker 「In the Heart of Africa」
... We now crossed the broad dry bed of a torrent, and the banks being steep a considerable time was occupied in assisting the loaded animals in their descent...
Samuel White Baker 「In the Heart of Africa」
...Here was the great basin of the Nile that received EVERY DROP OF WATER, even from the passing shower to the roaring mountain torrent that drained from Central Africa toward the north...
Samuel White Baker 「In the Heart of Africa」
...While some of the party are busied in washing the sands, othersemploy themselves farther up the torrent, where the rapidity ofthe stream has carried away all the clay, sand, etc...
Mungo Park 「Travels in the Interior of Africa, Vol. 2 [of 2]」
...And then, like a waiting storm, the torrent of her grief swept down upon her; she stretched herself upon the black and fleece-strewn earth, and writhed...
W. E. B. Du Bois 「The Quest of the Silver Fleece」
...On a warm day in winter they areoccasionally heard attempting to sing, the bird darting up verticallyinto the air and pouring out with great energy a confused torrent ofunmelodious sounds...
P. L. Sclater 「Argentine Ornithology, Volume I (of 2)」
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