Crossword-Solution: MORN
Dictionary
| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Morn | n. | The first part of the day; the morning; -- used chiefly in poetry. |
Anagrams
| Word | Anagrams | |
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| MORN | anagram | NORM, ORMN |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
TEREA
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with MORN (5)
Thus with the Year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of Ev’n or Morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or Summers Rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud in stead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the chearful waies of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledg fair Presented with a Universal blanc Of Natures works to mee expung’d and ras’d, And wisdome at one entrance quite shut out.
She was now of an age to run lightly along by her mother’s side, and, constantly in motion from morn till sunset, could have accomplished a much longer journey than that before her.
Thus wore out night; and now the harald Lark Left his ground-nest, high towering to descry 280 The Morn’s approach, and greet her with his song.
The dreary night—for, oh, how dreary seems its haunted waste, behind us!—gives place to a fresh, transparent, cloudless morn.
All morn- ing, the government paraded witnesses to read prepared statements about how they were protecting the interests of the Government.
Quotes with MORN (3)
There are three lessons I would write-Three words, as with a burning pen, In tracings of eternal light, Upon the heart of men. Have hope! though clouds environ round, And gladness hides her face in scorn, Put thou the shadow from thy brow, No night but hath its morn. Have love! not love alone for one, But man as man thy brother call, And scatter like the circling sun, Thy charities on all.
My love, do you recall the object which we saw, That fair, sweet, summer morn! At a turn in the path a foul carcass On a gravel strewn bed, Its legs raised in the air, like a lustful woman, Burning and dripping with poisons, Displayed in a shameless, nonchalant way Its belly, swollen with gases.
But to go to school in a summer morn, O! It drives all joy away; Under a cruel eye outworn, The little ones spend the day In sighing and dismay.
Where this answer appears
Appears in: Boston Globe, Chronicle, Crossroads, CrosSynergy, LAT, Newsday, New Yorker, NY Sun, NYT, Rock & Roll, Universal, USA TODAY, WP, WSJ.
Used 242 times in crossword archives (1942–2025).