Crossword-Solution: HOODING
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| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Hooding | p. pr. & vb. n. | of Hood |
We have 1 clue for the answer “HOODING”
| Clue | Answers |
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| Covering the head like a monk | 1 answer |
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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
CAZEEM
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eruption
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Sentences with HOODING (5)
Dodd the substance of “the sweet letter the dear high-flown Thing had written.” By then he had folded and addressed it, she returned and brought her work: charity children's great cloaks: her mother had cut them, and in the height of the fashion, to Jane Hardie's dismay; and Julia was binding, hooding, etcetering them.
The lesser stars fled at the slow approach of the moon, and in an hour she floated alone in the sky, save for the larger planets, Hooding the deep abysses of the night with a gleam of silver, tender and caressing that softened the angles and blotted details in brooding shadows.
However deep the pit and heaped the clay-- Like seedlings of old time Hooding a sacred rose under the ice cap of the world-- Dreams will to light.
Marrows,--a faded old woman with bleached eyes and a pursed-up mouth, her shawl hooding her head and pinned close under her chin with her thumb and forefinger,--had begged Captain Joe to try the Susie Ann for a few loads until Abram could "ketch up," and had heard his promise to help her.
Let the choice, then, be made of the thrice-favored one Whom Niagara's Spirit will soon call his own! At morn, when the sun wakes refulgent on high In billows of gold, hooding earth, sea and sky, How glorious the music that welcomes his rays, One loud choral song of rejoicing and praise: The clear notes of birds and the soft rustling breeze The murmur of waters, the sighing of trees, And the thousand sweet voices, so tender and gay, That haunt our old woods through the bright summer day.