Crossword-Solution: BURGOS
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| Word | Anagrams | |
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| BURGOS | anagram | BOURGS |
We have 6 clues for the answer “BURGOS”
| Clue | Answers |
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| CID, burial site of | 1 answer |
| Site of famous Spanish cathedral. | 1 answer |
| City in Spain | 21 answers |
| SPANISH port | 33 answers |
| SPANISH province | 39 answers |
| SPANISH city/town | 47 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
TRAEE
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with BURGOS (5)
Well, we reached Burgos in safety; we reached Valladolid in safety; we passed the Guadarama in safety; and were at length safely housed in Madrid.
Well! we reached Burgos in safety, we reached Valladolid in safety, we passed the Guadarama in safety, and now we are safely housed in Madrid.
What is at present called Peterborough Cathedral is a noble venerable pile, equal upon the whole in external appearance to the cathedrals of Toledo, Burgos and Leon, all of which I have seen.
Later on had followed the marriage, hastily performed at Burgos, a small town on the frontier between the two countries, and the grand public entry into Madrid with the customary celebration of high mass at the Church of La Atocha, and a more than usually solemn _auto-da-fé_, in which nearly three hundred heretics, amongst whom were many Englishmen, had been delivered over to the secular arm to be burned.
Spies had been sent out in the morning, and returned after nightfall to say that the King of Spain was encamped some fourteen miles off in the direction of Burgos, having with him twenty thousand horse and forty-five thousand foot.
Quotes with BURGOS (2)
Already the people murmur that I am your enemybecause they say that in verse I give the world your me. They lie, Julia de Burgos. They lie, Julia de Burgos. Who rises in my verses is not your voice. It is my voicebecause you are the dressing and the essence is me; and the most profound abyss is spread between us. You are the cold doll of social lies, and me, the virile starburst of the human truth. You, honey of courtesan hypocrisies; not me; in all my poems I undress my hear…
As a child, we would all go to a tiny village near Burgos, and we'd have typical Spanish parties in the summer. There would be a band and grandparents dancing all night dressed up as American Indians and things like that.
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Appears in: NYT.
Used 1 time in crossword archives (1946).