Crossword-Solution: YESTERNIGHT
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| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Yesternight | n. | The last night; the night last past. |
| Yesternight | adv. | On the last night. |
We have 2 clues for the answer “YESTERNIGHT”
| Clue | Answers |
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| Last night? | 2 answers |
| Last evening: Poet. | 2 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
An inflammatory disease of the skin, characterized by the
presence of redness and itching, an eruption of small vesicles, and the
discharge of a watery exudation, which often dries up, leaving the skin
covered with crusts; -- called also tetter, milk crust, and salt rheum.
Hint 2 anagram
EMEZAC
Hint 3 another clue
eruption
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Sentences with YESTERNIGHT (5)
Bathsheba sat here till it began to rain, and the light vanished, when she withdrew to lie restlessly in her bed and re-enact in a worn mind the lurid scene of yesternight.
But tho bigan his herte a lyte unswelle Thorugh teres which that gonnen up to welle; 215 And pitously he cryde up-on Criseyde, And to him-self right thus he spak, and seyde: -- `Wher is myn owene lady lief and dere, Wher is hir whyte brest, wher is it, where? Wher ben hir armes and hir eyen clere, 220 That yesternight this tyme with me were? Now may I wepe allone many a tere, And graspe aboute I may, but in this place, Save a pilowe, I finde nought tenbrace.
Who says that Sherwood is no more and that Robin and his merry men are gone forever! Why, only yesternight I walked with them in that gracious forest and laughed defiance at the doughty sheriff and his craven menials.
XVIII The stormy evening closes now in vain, Loud wails the wind and beats the driving rain, While here in sheltered house With fire-ypainted walls, I hear the wind abroad, I hark the calling squalls— ‘Blow, blow,’ I cry, ‘you burst your cheeks in vain! Blow, blow,’ I cry, ‘my love is home again!’ Yon ship you chase perchance but yesternight Bore still the precious freight of my delight, That here in sheltered house With fire-ypainted walls, Now hears the wind abroad, Now harks the calling squalls.
When pledged to them Was the Tarpeian rock, for victory won, And all the spoils of Rome, by Caesar's word, Shall camps suffice them? Then plebeian limbs On senators' turf took rest, on kingly couch The meanest soldier; and the murderer lay Where yesternight his brother or his sire.
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Appears in: NYT.
Used 1 time in crossword archives (1946).