Crossword-Solution: CORSE
Dictionary
| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Corse | n. | A living body or its bulk. |
| Corse | n. | A corpse; the dead body of a human being. |
Anagrams
| Word | Anagrams | |
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| CORSE | anagram | CEROS, CORES, COSER, OCRES, SCORE, SECOR |
We have 14 clues for the answer “CORSE”
| Clue | Answers |
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| Ajaccio's ile | 1 answer |
| Corsica, to the French | 1 answer |
| Department of France: 1815-1975 | 1 answer |
| French isle in Medit. | 1 answer |
| Ile for Napoleon | 1 answer |
| Mediterranean isle, to the French | 1 answer |
| Napolean's birthplace, to the French | 1 answer |
| Napoleon's island, to French | 1 answer |
| poetic words cadaver | 1 answer |
| Medit. island, to French | 2 answers |
| French island. | 5 answers |
| Corsica | 8 answers |
| CORSICA LOCALE | 10 answers |
| cadaver poetic words | 11 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who elects, or has the right of choice; a person who
is entitled to take part in an election, or to give his vote in favor
of a candidate for office.
Hint 2 anagram
ELORTEC
Hint 3 another clue
A BALLOT CAST BY A VOTER WHO VOTES FOR ALL THE CANDIDATES OF ONE PARTY
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Sentences with CORSE (5)
But Polyneices, a dishonored corse, (So by report the royal edict runs) No man may bury him or make lament— Must leave him tombless and unwept, a feast For kites to scent afar and swoop upon.
All through the night we knelt and prayed, Mad mourners of a corse! The troubled plumes of midnight shook Like the plumes upon a hearse: And as bitter wine upon a sponge Was the savour of Remorse.
Where is the stony eye that hath not shed Compassion's heart-drops o'er the sweet Mc Rea? Through midnight's wilds by savage bandits led, "Her heart is sad--her love is far away!" Elate that lover waits the promised day When he shall clasp his blooming bride again-- Shine on, sweet visions! dreams of rapture, play! Soon the cold corse of her he loved in vain Shall blight his withered heart and fire his frenzied brain.
His horse he spurs, gallops with great effort, Wields Durendal, was worth fine gold and more, Goes as he may to strike that baron bold Above the helm, that was embossed with gold, Slices the head, the sark, and all the corse, The good saddle, that was embossed with gold, And cuts deep through the backbone of his horse; He's slain them both, blame him for that or laud.
XXVI Ta’en was the damsel, and without remorse, The king condemned her guiltless to the fire, Her veil and mantle plucked they off by force, And bound her tender arms in twisted wire: Dumb was the silver dove, while from her corse These hungry kites plucked off her rich attire, And for some deal perplexed was her sprite, Her damask late, now changed to purest white.
Quotes with CORSE (3)
All things that we ordained festival, Turn from their office to black funeral; Our instruments to melancholy bells, Our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast, Our solemn hymns to sullen dirges change, Our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse, And all things change them to the contrary.
What?' He cried, darting at him a look of fury: 'Dare you still implore the Eternal's mercy? Would you feign penitence, and again act an Hypocrite's part? Villain, resign your hopes of pardon. Thus I secure my prey!'As He said this, darting his talons into the Monk's shaven crown, He sprang with him from the rock. The Caves and mountains rang with Ambrosio's shrieks. The Daemon continued to soar aloft, till reaching a dreadful height, He released the sufferer. Headlong fell t…
But first, on earth as vampire sent, Thy corse shall from its tomb be rent, Then ghastly haunt thy native place, And suck the blood of all thy race. There from thy daughter, sister, wife, At midnight drain the stream of life, Yet loathe the banquet which perforce Must feed thy livid living corse. Thy victims ere they yet expire Shall know the demon for their sire, As cursing thee, thou cursing them, Thy flowers are withered on the stem.
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Appears in: NYT, Universal.
Used 10 times in crossword archives (1961–2012).