Crossword-Solution: QUAVERING
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| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Quavering | p. pr. & vb. n. | of Quaver |
We have 3 clues for the answer “QUAVERING”
| Clue | Answers |
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| quivering as from weakness or fear | 1 answer |
| spoke timidly in a tremulous voice | 1 answer |
| vibrating | 41 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
ETREA
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with QUAVERING (5)
Rokoff urged them to greater speed, and from the quavering note in his voice Jane Clayton knew that he was weak from terror.
Numa, the lion, has killed you.” “You would not kill me?” Surprise and incredulity were in the tones of the quavering old voice.
Gentleman of the name of Lorry answer straight.” “What is the matter?” asked the passenger, then, with mildly quavering speech.
But she threw the grain deftly amid the wilderness of beaks, and her quavering voice carried as far as the two people who were watching her.
The long, quavering summons brought Trimmle in precipitately with a lamp, and Mary breathed again at this sobering reappearance of the usual.
Quotes with QUAVERING (3)
Fear has a lot of flavors and textures. There's a sharp, silver fear that runs like lightning through your arms and legs, galvanizes you into action, power, motion. There's heavy, leaden fear that comes in ingots, piling up in your belly during the empty hours between midnight and morning, when everything is dark, every problem grows larger, and every wound and illness grows worse. And there is coppery fear, drawn tight as the strings of a violin, quavering on one single note…
Then as Anna listened another sound began to rise within the first. It began as a low keening, like the wind in a bottle tree, almost indiscernible amid the guns. Yet it was there, and it grew and grew, gaining strength and timbre until suddenly a new note broke away and was taken up: a high weird quavering like nothing that Anna had ever heard, that peopled the smoke with an army of mourning phantoms. Anna had heard the men talk of this, too — the uncanny demon cry of the Re…
You are trustworthy.' She said it again and again, letting the chorus seep into her quavering heart and hungry soul. "I trust you with everything. My whole life. I want your will, Lord. Not mine. Just . . . . ' Her voice broke. 'Just Christ alone. That's what I choose. You're enough.