Crossword-Solution: CUPPING 7 letters, 3 clues 🏆 scrabble score: 14

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Word Word Type Definition
Cupping p. pr. & vb. n. of Cup
Cupping n. The operation of drawing blood to or from the surface of
the person by forming a partial vacuum over the spot. Also, sometimes,
a similar operation for drawing pus from an abscess.

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BLOOD-letting, remedial measure used in (obs.) 1 answer
VEIN-cutting in order to let blood 5 answers
eruption 77 answers
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One who, or that which, eats.
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greedy person
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Sentences with CUPPING (5)

Wetting his thin lips with his tongue, Achmet Zek loosened the tie strings which closed the mouth of the pouch, and cupping one claw-like hand poured forth a portion of the contents into his palm.
Tarzan and the Jewels of Opar Edgar Rice Burroughs 1995
Mine is a strange contrivance; I don’t die, damme, and I can’t get along on both feet to save my soul; I am a chronic sickist; and my work cripples along between bed and the parlour, between the medicine bottle and the cupping glass.
The Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson to his Family and Friends - Volume 1 [of 2] Robert Louis Stevenson 2019
Will he be duly grateful for the correction?] —The more we study the body and the mind, the more we find both to be governed, not by, but _according to_ laws, such as we observe in the larger universe.—You think you know all about _walking_,—don’t you, now? Well, how do you suppose your lower limbs are held to your body? They are sucked up by two cupping vessels, (“cotyloid”—cup-like—cavities,) and held there as long as you live, and longer.
The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table Oliver Wendell Holmes 2013
What’s your name? Sarah Murphy? Minnie Jackson?” “Oh, my God!” cried the girl cupping her tear-stained face in her hands.
This Side of Paradise F. Scott Fitzgerald 2008
The Castle of this ogress and child-queller was in a steep by-street at Brighton; where the soil was more than usually chalky, flinty, and sterile, and the houses were more than usually brittle and thin; where the small front-gardens had the unaccountable property of producing nothing but marigolds, whatever was sown in them; and where snails were constantly discovered holding on to the street doors, and other public places they were not expected to ornament, with the tenacity of cupping-glasses.
Dombey and Son Charles Dickens 1997

Quotes with CUPPING (3)

He moves suddenly so that his hand is cupping my sex, and one of his fingers sinks slowly into me. His other arm holds me firmly in place around my waist. “This is mine,” he whispers aggressively. “All mine. Do you understand?” He eases his finger in and out as he gazes down at me, gauging my reaction, his eyes burning.“Yes, yours…”Abruptly, he moves, doing several things at once: Withdrawing his fingers, leaving me wanting, unzipping his fly, and pushing me down onto the cou…
E.L. James Fifty Shades of Grey
I don’t have any regrets,” a famous movie actor said in an interview I recently witnessed. “I’d live everything over exactly the same way.” “That’s really pathetic,” the talk show host said. “Are you seeking help?” “Yeah. My shrink says we’re making progress. Before, I wouldn’t even admit that I would live it all over,” the actor said, starting to choke up. “I thought one life was satisfying enough.” “My God,” the host said, cupping his hand to his mouth. “The first breakthro…
Benson Bruno A Story That Talks about Talking Is Like Chatter to Chattering Teeth, and Every Set of Dentures Can Attest to the Fact That No..
Never had there been a time when sound, color, and feeling hadn’t been intertwined, when a dirty, rolling bass line hadn’t induced violets that suffused him with thick contentment, when the shades of certain chords sliding up to one another hadn’t produced dusty pastels that made him feel like he was cupping a tiny, golden bird. It wasn’t just music but also rumbling trains and rainstorms, occasional voices, a collective din. Colors and textures appeared in front of him, boun…
Lisa Ko The Leavers