Crossword-Solution: CHRO
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| Word | Anagrams | |
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| CHRO | anagram | CHOR, ORCH, ROCH |
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| Clue | Answers |
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| POLISH political group | 38 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
AEERT
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with CHRO (5)
The Titans made war upon their father, Uranus, who was wounded by Chro'nos, or Saturn, the youngest and bravest of his sons.
Also the Chro- nicles of auncient time doe shewe vnto vs, the state of Rome could by no meanes haue growen so meruailous mightie, but that God had indued the whole line of Cesars, with sin- guler vertues, with aboundaunt knowlege & singuler Elo- quence.
For, the chro- nicles doe testifie, thei became conquerours ouer many kyn- ges, all Asia obaied them: thei did builde many a great citee, and for theire successe, thei might compare with many prin- [Sidenote: The life of the Amazo- nes.] ces.
The chro- nicles of aunciente tymes herein doe shew, and the decrées of auncient elders also, how horrible a thing adulterie is, when thei punishe it with death.
But over all others thy darling Bendorain Held thee entranced with his beautiful form, With looks ever-changing thy young fancy storing, Gladness of sunshine and terror of storm-- Opened to thee his heart's deepest recesses, Taught thee the lore of the red-deer and roe, Showed thee them feed on the green mountain cresses, Drink the cold wells above lone Doire-chro.
Quotes with CHRO (2)
Is breá liom tú le mo chroí go, anois agus go deo.” "And I love you with all my heart, now and forever, Manus O'Brien.
I pressed inside her, inch by inch, gazing into her face. Her beauty. Mesmerizing. I was awed that I was inside her . . . or nearly. When I came to the barrier of her virginity, I met her eyes, full of trust and wonder, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, sweet Lydia. Mo Chroí." And then I pressed inside, tearing her. She cried out in pain. I wanted to comfort her, but it felt so blessedly good that I could only bring my forehead to hers, holding myself still by sheer fo…