Crossword-Solution: ORCADES
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| Word | Anagrams | |
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| ORCADES | anagram | RECADOS, SADCORE, SARCODE |
We have 3 clues for the answer “ORCADES”
| Clue | Answers |
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| Orkney Islands | 1 answer |
| SCOTTISH archipelago | 7 answers |
| ARCHIPELAGO | 30 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
ERTAE
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with ORCADES (5)
Tefredaucus, {121} into which Hugh, earl of Shrewsbury, (who, together with the earl of Chester, had forcibly entered Anglesey), on a certain night put some dogs, which on the following morning were found mad, and he himself died within a month; for some pirates, from the Orcades, having entered the port of the island in their long vessels, the earl, apprised of their approach, boldly met them, rushing into the sea upon a spirited horse.
But where th' extreme of vice, was ne'er agreed: Ask where's the north? at York, 'tis on the Tweed; In Scotland, at the Orcades; and there, At Greenland, Zembla, or the Lord knows where.
And though they've tricks to cast their sins As easy as serpents do their skins, 650 That in a while grow out agen, In peace they turn mere carnal men, And from the most refin'd of saints, As naturally grow miscreants, As barnacles turn SOLAND geese 655 In th' Islands of the ORCADES.
Humboldt has well shown the probability, _a priori_, of such discoveries, made in a narrow part of the Atlantic, where the Orcades, the Feroe Islands, Iceland, and Greenland afforded the voyager so many intermediate stations, at moderate distances from each other.
Haco king of Norway came into the parts of Scotland, and without atchieuing ought, turning his course towards the Orcades he there deceased at Kirwas, [Footnote: Kirkwall.
Quotes with ORCADES (1)
With favoring winds, o'er sunlit seas, We sailed for the Hesperides, The land where golden apples grow; But that, ah! that was long ago. How far, since then, the ocean streams Have swept us from that land of dreams, That land of fiction and of truth, The lost Atlantis of our youth! Whither, ah, whither? Are not these The tempest-haunted Orcades, Where sea-gulls scream, and breakers roar, And wreck and sea-weed line the shore? Ultima Thule! Utmost Isle! Here in thy harbors for…