Crossword-Solution: TIMBRE
Dictionary
| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Timbre | n. | See 1st Timber. |
| Timbre | n. | The crest on a coat of arms. |
| Timbre | n. | The quality or tone distinguishing voices or instruments; tone color; clang tint; as, the timbre of the voice; the timbre of a violin. See Tone, and Partial tones, under Partial. |
Anagrams
| Word | Anagrams | |
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| TIMBRE | anagram | TIMBER |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
TEARE
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greedy person
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Sentences with TIMBRE (5)
The voice of the little rabbi, rather weak now, had in it a timbre that made it startlingly sweet and clear and resonant.
Tennyson, one observes in each--"Les Cariatides" as in "The Hesperides"--the _timbre_ of a new voice.
For a couple of days Sir Richmond felt almost intolerably tired, but scarcely noted the changed timbre of the wheezy notes in his throat.
The voice, of a smooth, oily timbre, as if the owner kept it well greased for purposes of amiable speech, was like an echo of the past, when jolly, irresponsible Baron de Batz, erst-while officer of the Guard in the service of the late King, and since then known to be the most inveterate conspirator for the restoration of the monarchy, used to amuse Marguerite by his vapid, senseless plans for the overthrow of the newly-risen power of the people.
And that fresh, brisk voice of silvery _timbre_, flexible as a thread to which the faintest breath of air gives form, which it rolls and unrolls, tangles and blows away, that voice attacked his heart so fiercely that he more than once uttered an involuntary exclamation, extorted by the convulsive ecstasy too rarely evoked by human passions.
Quotes with TIMBRE (3)
Every widow wakes one morning, perhaps after years of pure and unwavering grieving, to realize she slept a good night's sleep, and will be able to eat breakfast, and doesn't hear her husband's ghost all the time, but only some of the time. Her grief is replaced with a useful sadness. Every parent who loses a child finds a way to laugh again. The timbre begins to fade. The edge dulls. The hurt lessens. Every love is carved from loss. Mine was. Yours is. Your great-great-great-…
Did you jack off last night?” He swallowed, his throat undulating against her lips. “No.” “Really?” He wouldn’t be the first guy to lie about a quick wank. “Cross my heart. Got no sleep at all.” A surge of triumph shot through her system and her lips curved upwards. “You think” — she slid her hand between them and groped his dick through his shorts — “you’re going to last very long when I get on my knees and blow you?” Juliet revelled in both the unsteady timbre of his breath…
Then as Anna listened another sound began to rise within the first. It began as a low keening, like the wind in a bottle tree, almost indiscernible amid the guns. Yet it was there, and it grew and grew, gaining strength and timbre until suddenly a new note broke away and was taken up: a high weird quavering like nothing that Anna had ever heard, that peopled the smoke with an army of mourning phantoms. Anna had heard the men talk of this, too — the uncanny demon cry of the Re…
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Appears in: CrosSynergy, LAT, Newsday, NYT, Universal, USA TODAY, WP.
Used 25 times in crossword archives (1962–2021).