Crossword-Solution: SELD
Dictionary
| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Seld | a. | Rare; uncommon; unusual. |
| Seld | adv. | Rarely; seldom. |
Anagrams
| Word | Anagrams | |
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| SELD | anagram | DELS, DESL, ELDS, LEDS, SLED |
We have 3 clues for the answer “SELD”
| Clue | Answers |
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| Not often: Archaic. | 1 answer |
| Rarely, old style | 1 answer |
| Seldom: Arch. | 1 answer |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
RATEE
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with SELD (5)
The books are not nearly so numerous as those connected with range life, but when one considers the writings of Stanley Vestal, Sabin, Ruxton, Fer gusson, Chittenden, Favour, Garrard, Inman, Irving, Reid, and White in this Seld, one doubts whether any other form of American life at all has been so well covered in ballad, fiction, biography, history.
XXXIX “Rinaldo is his name, his armed fist Breaks down stone walls, when rams and engines fail, But turn your eyes because I would you wist What lord that is in green and golden mail, Dudon he hight who guideth as him list The adventurers’ troop whose prowess seld doth fail, High birth, grave years, and practise long in war, And fearless heart, make him renowned far.
LXXXVII The fierce Circassian missed of his blow, A thing which seld befell the man before, The angel, by unseen, his force did know, And far awry the poignant weapon bore, He burst his lance against the sand below, And bit his lips for rage, and cursed and swore, Against his foe returned he swift as wind, Half mad in arms a second match to find.
She plained, she mourned, she wept, she sighed, she prayed: XXIV “At last with child she proved, and forth she brought, And thou art she, a daughter fair and bright, In her thy color white new terror wrought, She wondered on thy face with strange affright, But yet she purposed in her fearful thought To hide thee from the king, thy father’s sight, Lest thy bright hue should his suspect approve, For seld a crow begets a silver dove.
CVIII Now when the Soldan, in these battles past That Antheus-like oft fell oft rose again, Evermore fierce, more fell, fell down at last To lie forever, when this prince was slain, Fortune, that seld is stable, firm or fast, No longer durst resist the Christian train, But ranged herself in row with Godfrey’s knights, With them she serves, she runs, she rides, she fights.
Where this answer appears
Appears in: NYT.
Used 4 times in crossword archives (1949–1990).