poniard

Throughout, the filtering of bygone times through impish anachronism — complete with droll references that might do an AP History exam proud — gives “Six” the sheen of a polished poniard.

From Washington Post ● Jul. 15, 2022

But what happens when a catastrophe overwhelms the cartoonist's ability to poniard a convenient victim on pen point?

From Time Magazine Archive

In addition, she has a quick little poniard of deft humor, a keen sense of values.

From Time Magazine Archive

General George S. Patton Jr. rapped the map with his leather riding crop, which sheathes a glistening poniard.

From Time Magazine Archive

By the help of his poniard he succeeded, not without difficulty, in unscrewing the staple which kept him a prisoner, and he carefully laid the screws on the chest.

From The Works of Honor? de Balzac About Catherine de' Medici, Seraphita and Other Stories by Honor? de Balzac

He had been talking for the last three years of his willingness to drink the hemlock, and to offer his breast to the poniards of tyrants.

From Critical Miscellanies (Vol. 1 of 3) Essay 1: Robespierre by John Morley

From the two sides of the wall are suspended different descriptions of arms, richly manufactured; on the right, they consist of swords and poniards; on the left, of various kinds of muskets and pistols.

From Notes in North Africa Being a Guide to the Sportsman and Tourist in Algeria and Tunisia by W. G. Windham

On their way they passed through a large saloon, in which were a number of courtiers, and from thence into an anteroom, where three hundred guards, armed with poniards, were drawn up.

From Notable Voyagers From Columbus to Nordenskiold by William Henry Giles Kingston

Yes, I now weep poniards, do you see?

From The White Devil by John Webster

But that was different from the secret sharpening of poniards.

From Sunrise by William Black

Others, indeed, told the story in a different fashion, declaring that it was a della Rebbia who had been seduced, and a Barricini who had been poniarded.

From Colomba by Lady Mary Sophia (Hely-Hutchinson) Loyd

One lift of the steady eyelid, one quiet glint of that terrible cold gray eye, that poniarded her every tissue of complexity, inconsistency, and coquetry, had been enough.

From A Deal in Wheat and Other Stories of the New and Old West by Frank Norris