Crossword-Solution: DELLING
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Dermatological complaint
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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
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eruption
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Sentences with DELLING (5)
How slowly go the lonesome hours! Thou Delling's son, why stayest thou? Hast thou not seen our mountain bowers, Our lakes and islands until now? Dwells there in western halls no maiden Who waits since morn first kissed the sea, Upon thy breast her joys to unladen, Whose whole of life is love and thee? At last thy footsteps grow uncertain, Thy weary journey thou must close, Now evening draws the rosy curtain, Behind whose folds the gods repose.
Brannan, another old friend of Maria, and--yes--Tom's sister, Susan Delling, austere in her virtues, kind to all, conscientiously smart, and with a fine mahogany complexion that made even a merely powdered woman feel not so much a harlot as a social inferior.
You need not speak, for your eyes are delling me all der dime what dey dink, bube." "I'm sure he's better," said Dyke eagerly.
Hrymfaxe, den sorte, Black Hrymfax, weary, Puster og dukker Panteth and bloweth, Og i Havet sig begraver; And in sea himself burieth; Morgenens Porte Belling, cheery, Delling oplukker, Morn’s gates ope throweth; Og Skinfaxe traver Forth Skinfax hurrieth, I straalende Lue On heaven’s bridge prancing, Paa Himmelens Bue.
Hrymfaxe, den sorte, Black Hrymfax weary Puster og dukker Panteth and bloweth, Og i Havet sig begraver: And in sea himself buried; Morgenens Porte And Belling cheery Delling oplukker; Morn’s gates ope throweth; Skinfaxe traver Forth Skinfax hurrieth, I straalende Lue On heaven’s bridge prancing, Paa Himmelens Bue.