Crossword-Solution: URNS
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| Word | Anagrams | |
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| URNS | anagram | RUNS, SUNR, USNR |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
AEETR
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with URNS (5)
Hither as to thir Fountain other Starrs Repairing, in thir gold’n Urns draw Light, And hence the Morning Planet guilds his horns; By tincture or reflection they augment Thir small peculiar, though from human sight So farr remote, with diminution seen.
Here lay many wounded insects, and harmless little creatures, whom cruel hands had hurt; and pale, drooping flowers grew beside urns of healing herbs, from whose fresh leaves came a faint, sweet perfume.
The curtain was up, disclosing a half-set scene,--the flats, leaning at perilous angles,--that represented some sort of terrace, the pavement, alternate squares of black and white marble, while red, white, and yellow flowers were represented as growing from urns and vases.
The library was almost the only surviving portion of the old manor-house of Bellomont: a long spacious room, revealing the traditions of the mother-country in its classically-cased doors, the Dutch tiles of the chimney, and the elaborate hob-grate with its shining brass urns.
One end abutted on the round tower, the other on the small traceried chapel, and in an angle of the building stood a graceful well-head adorned with mossy urns.
Quotes with URNS (3)
In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.
I have done it," she says. At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S, it reads. And beside it, P A T R O C L U S." Go," she says. "He waits for you." In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.
Requiring neither wood nor urns, Inside me is a fire that burns; Advising me to never accept defeat, The blessed fruit of hope it churns!
Where this answer appears
Appears in: AARP, Boston Globe, Chronicle, Crossroads, CrosSynergy, LAT, Newsday, New Yorker, NY Sun, NYT, Onion, S&S, Slate, The Atlantic, Three Across, Universal, USA TODAY, WP, WSJ.
Used 833 times in crossword archives (1943–2025).