Crossword-Solution: LUNGI
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| Word | Anagrams | |
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| LUNGI | anagram | LINGU, LUGIN |
We have 8 clues for the answer “LUNGI”
| Clue | Answers |
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| Long piece of cloth worn by men in India | 1 answer |
| cotton cloth worn as a loincloth, sash, or turban | 1 answer |
| lungyl | 2 answers |
| INDIAN loincloth | 3 answers |
| TURBAN cloth | 5 answers |
| INDIAN garment | 10 answers |
| loincloth | 10 answers |
| WEST African city/town | 24 answers |
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Poet’s word, with inverted comma, for the end of the day
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Hint 1 meaning
The old plural of Eye.
Hint 2 anagram
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Hint 3 another clue
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Sentences with LUNGI (5)
Now the mere idea of imprisonment for life would kill me in a week, and banishment!--_Ah lungi dallá mia bella Patria, come cantare! come scrivere! come vivere! moriro io anzi nell' momento di partire!_" * * * * * I drove to-day, tête-à-tête with Laura, to the Lago d'Agnano, about a mile and a half beyond Pausilippo.
Shans in flapping hats; right in front of him stood a stalwart Burman, wearing a white jacket, a pink silk handkerchief, twisted jauntily around his bullet head, and a yellow Lungi, girded to the knee, displayed a three-tailed cat tattooed on the back of each substantial calf.
Lauri or dunque, olive e palme E corone e scettri e regni Per le due sì felici alme, Flora, in te sol si disegni; Tutti i vili atti ed indegni Lungi stien; sol pace vera E diletto e primavera Abbia in te perpetua sede.
Che più ti resta a far per mio dispetto, Sorte crudel? mia donna è lungi, e io privo, De' suoi conforti in miserando aspetto Egro qui giaccìo, al' sofferir sol vivo![91] But the most remarkable of all Monti's conjugal effusions, is a canzone written a short time before his death, and when he was more than seventy years of age.
Take the following example:— "Quando del suo tormento il cor si duole Si ch'io bramo il mio fin, timor m'assale, E dice; il morir tosto a che ti vale Si forse lungi vai dal tuo bel sole? Da questa fredda tema nascer suole Un caldo ardir, che pon d'intorno l'ale All alma; onde disgombra il mio mortale Quanto ella può, da quel ch e 'l mondo vuole.