Crossword-Solution: CRADLING
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| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Cradling | p. pr. & vb. n. | of Cradle |
| Cradling | n. | The act of using a cradle. |
| Cradling | n. | Cutting a cask into two pieces lengthwise, to enable it to pass a narrow place, the two parts being afterward united and rehooped. |
| Cradling | n. | The framework in arched or coved ceilings to which the laths are nailed. |
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| TIMBER framework (archit.) | 1 answer |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
ETRAE
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greedy person
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Sentences with CRADLING (5)
Oftentimes a single _cradling_ gets them all, and after that the poor man’s labor is only rewarded by mud and worn pebbles.
Back to back they stand and blow The winged seed on the cradling air, A fountain of leaves over bosom and back.
Now, I will take you to Lydie’s presence; remember to play the part of doctor; for the only thing that makes her lose her customary serenity is not to enter into her notion of medical consultation.” After crossing several rooms Corentin was on the point of taking la Peyrade into that usually occupied by Lydie when employed in cradling or dandling her imaginary child, when suddenly they were stopped by the sound of two or three chords struck by the hand of a master on a piano of the finest sonority.
Perhaps this one, nearer the warmth of the nest, the cradling knees of the nurses with their peasant songs, had felt the maternal influence, of which the Levantine had deprived him, reach his heart.
Then Gibbie rose also, cradling the infant on his left arm, and making signs to the mother to place the child on his right.
Quotes with CRADLING (3)
A teenage girl lay asleep on the sofa, curled up under a red-and-black knitted afghan. She was on her side, with one slender arm cradling a throw cushion nestled under her head. Long wavy blond hair spread across her back and her shoulders like a cape. Even though she was sleeping, Alex could see how pretty she was, with her delicate, almost elfin features. He stood in the doorway, watching the soft rise and fall of her chest.
I’ve been lumbered with this great lug of dog through a friend of a friend for a couple of months and he has some ... behavioural problems I need to manage ASAP.” “Really?” Her gaze switched to Tiny who wagged his tail looking completely angelic. Ryder could have sworn the damn mutt was smiling. “Look at you, you gorgeous boy,” she crooned, unlatching a section of the counter, lifting it up and ducking through it to join him on the other side. Tiny wagged his tail harder as J…
Tiny.” Juliet’s firm voice brought the dog to an abrupt halt much to Ryder’s immense relief. “Sit.” The damn dog sat and Ryder threw a dark look in Tiny’s direction until he realised the dog’s head was level with Juliet’s chest. No wonder he’d been so eager to obey. The dog wasn’t a flirt. He was a pervert. “Good puppy,” she crooned, cradling his head again, squishing his jowls, Tiny’s wet nose smooshed into her breasts. Fucks sake! The dog was getting more action than he was.