Crossword-Solution: COQUETS 7 letters, 1 clue 🏆 scrabble score: 18

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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
TEERA
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Our life is all a play, compos’d to please, ‘We have our exits and our entrances.’ The First Act shows the simple country maid, Harmless and young, of ev’ry thing afraid; 10 Blushes when hir’d, and, with unmeaning action, ‘I hopes as how to give you satisfaction.’ Her Second Act displays a livelier scene— Th’ unblushing Bar-maid of a country inn, Who whisks about the house, at market caters, 15 Talks loud, coquets the guests, and scolds the waiters.
The Complete Poetical Works of Oliver Goldsmith Oliver Goldsmith 2002
The building consists of an outer wall of hewn stone, loopholed for musketry, and surmounted by "Shararif," "remparts coquets," about as useful against artillery as the sugar gallery round a Twelfth-cake.
Personal Narrative of a Pilgrimage to Al-Madinah and Meccah Sir Richard Francis Burton 2003
All artists are androgynous; in Chopin the feminine often prevails, but it must be noted that this quality is a distinguishing sign of masculine lyric genius, for when he unbends, coquets and makes graceful confessions or whimpers in lyric loveliness at fate, then his mother's sex peeps out, a picture of the capricious, beautiful tyrannical Polish woman.
Chopin: The Man and His Music James Huneker 2004
See what a glorious morning we have! It is truly a wondrous winter! what summer sunshine; what soft Venetian fogs! How the wanton, treacherous air coquets with the old gray-beard trees! Such weather makes the grass and our beards grow apace! But we have an old saying in English, that winter never rots in the sky.
Hyperion Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 2002
Her likeness Madame Ramler bids me find; I try to think in vain, to whom or how Beneath the moon there's nothing of the kind.-- I'll show she's like the moon, I vow! The moon--she rouges, steals the sun's bright light, By eating stolen bread her living gets,-- Is also wont to paint her cheeks at night, While, with untiring ardor, she coquets.
Suppressed Poems Frederich Schiller 2006
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