Chapter XXV · Chapter 25

used before a singular noun to mean one of a group, when it is not a particular one

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

from one side of something to the other

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

engaged in or accustomed to close observation

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

(quantifier) used with either mass or count nouns to indicate the whole number or amount of or every one of a class

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

used to join words or parts of a sentence that go together

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

the event of one object coming closer to another

From this reading Now loud approaching drums, Victoria!

at the same time that; because; in the way that

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

movement that causes the formation of a curve

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

make a strident sound

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

the act of blending components together thoroughly

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

a woman who has recently been married

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

a man who has recently been married

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

the top edge of a vessel or other container

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

showing who or what does the action

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “camp” — temporary living quarters specially built by the army for soldiers

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

smooth and flowing

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

plural of “career” — the particular occupation for which you are trained

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “cataract” — an eye disease that involves the clouding or opacification of the natural lens of the eye

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

troops trained to fight on horseback

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “cheek” — either side of the face below the eyes

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

plural of “chord” — a straight line connecting two points on a curve

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “chorus” — any utterance produced simultaneously by a group

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

rid of obstructions

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

move toward, travel toward something or somebody or approach something or somebody

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

plural of “composer” — someone who composes music as a profession

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

a funeral procession

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

an artistic form of nonverbal communication

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

plural of “dance” — an artistic form of nonverbal communication

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

unlike in nature or quality or form or degree

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

lacking in light; not bright or harsh

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

separated in space or coming from or going to a distance

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “drum” — a musical percussion instrument; usually consists of a hollow cylinder with a membrane stretched across each end

From this reading Now loud approaching drums, Victoria!

two items of the same kind

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

plural of “echo” — the repetition of a sound resulting from reflection of the sound waves

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

a movement into or inward

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “face” — the front of the human head from the forehead to the chin and ear to ear

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

a day or period of time set aside for feasting and celebration

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

any material that fills a space or container

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “flute” — a high-pitched woodwind instrument; a slender tube closed at one end with finger holes on one end and an opening near the closed end across which the breath is blown

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

intended to be given to, or used by, somebody

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

the trees and other plants in a large densely wooded area

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

having no definite form or distinct shape

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

at or to or toward the front

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

grant freedom to; free from confinement

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

characteristic of or befitting a friend

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

showing where something starts, or who sent it

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

containing as much or as many as is possible or normal

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

-ing form of “gallop” — ride at a galloping pace

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “gun” — a weapon that discharges a missile at high velocity (especially from a metal tube or barrel)

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “harp” — a chordophone that has a triangular frame consisting of a sounding board and a pillar and a curved neck; the strings stretched between the neck and the soundbox are plucked with the fingers

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

used with a past participle to form the perfect tenses

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

a form of whist in which players avoid winning tricks containing hearts or the queen of spades

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

not accessible to view

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

sing with closed lips

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “instrument” — a device that requires skill for proper use

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

the form of “be” used with he, she, it, or a singular noun

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

a thing, animal, or idea already mentioned

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

being or occurring at an advanced period of time or after a usual or expected time

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

location near or direction toward the left side; i.e. the side to the north when a person or object faces east

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

used to make a suggestion or a command including the speaker

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

plural of “lip” — either of two fleshy folds of tissue that surround the mouth and play a role in speaking

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

hear with intention

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

being the only one; single and isolated from others

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

fail to keep or to maintain; cease to have, either physically or in an abstract sense

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

characterized by or producing sound of great volume or intensity

From this reading Now loud approaching drums, Victoria!

a strong positive emotion of regard and affection

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

plural of “lover” — a person who loves someone or is loved by someone

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

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From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

the person speaking, as the object of a verb or preposition

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

12 o'clock at night; the middle of the night

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “mountain” — a land mass that projects well above its surroundings; higher than a hill

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

an artistic form of auditory communication incorporating instrumental or vocal tones in a structured and continuous manner

From this reading Proud Music of the Storm

belonging to the person speaking

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “nation” — a politically organized body of people under a single government

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

possessive form of “nature” — the essential qualities or characteristics by which something is recognized

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

used to make a word, phrase, or sentence negative

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

plural of “note” — a brief written record

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

in the historical present; at this point in the narration of a series of past events

From this reading Now loud approaching drums, Victoria!

a nonmetallic bivalent element that is normally a colorless odorless tasteless nonflammable diatomic gas; constitutes 21 percent of the atmosphere by volume; the most abundant element in the earth's crust

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

belonging to, or connected with, somebody or something

From this reading Proud Music of the Storm

(used especially of persons) having lived for a relatively long time or attained a specific age

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

plural of “orchestra” — a musical organization consisting of a group of instrumentalists including string players

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

be oriented

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

the act of departing politely

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

plural of “perfume” — a distinctive odor that is pleasant

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

inflected form of “personify” — invest with or as with a body; give body to

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “phantom” — a ghostly appearing figure

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

flowing profusely

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

lacking power

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “prairie” — a treeless grassy plain

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

feeling self-respect or pleasure in something by which you measure your self-worth; or being a reason for pride

From this reading Proud Music of the Storm

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From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

concerned with sacred matters or religion or the church

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

not move; be in a resting position

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

go into retirement; stop performing one's work or withdraw from one's position

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “river” — a large natural stream of water (larger than a creek)

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

make a loud noise, as of wind, water, or vehicles

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

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From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

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From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

plural of “shape” — any spatial attributes (especially as defined by outline)

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

deliver by singing

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

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From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

for that reason; with the result that

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

a short musical composition with words

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

the immaterial part of a person; the actuating cause of an individual life

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

appearing to be as specified; usually used as combining forms

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

plural of “sound” — the particular auditory effect produced by a given cause

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

behave violently, as if in state of a great anger

From this reading Proud Music of the Storm

having strength or power greater than average or expected

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

-ing form of “swarm” — be teeming, be abuzz

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

have a tendency or disposition to do or be something; be inclined

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

used to introduce what somebody said, thought, or felt

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

used before a noun that is already known, already mentioned, or the only one of its kind

From this reading Proud Music of the Storm

an old word for “you”, as the object, speaking to one person

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

the people, animals, or things already mentioned, as the subject

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

used before the base form of a verb to make the infinitive

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.

plural of “tongue” — a mobile mass of muscular tissue covered with mucous membrane and located in the oral cavity

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

in the direction of

From this reading Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber, For thee they sing and dance O soul.

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

-ing form of “troop” — march in a procession

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

characterized by unrest or disorder or insubordination

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

a quiet or hushed tone of voice

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

unusually great in size or amount or degree or especially extent or scope

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

queen of Great Britain and Ireland and empress of India from 1837 to 1901; the last Hanoverian ruler of England (1819-1901)

From this reading Now loud approaching drums, Victoria!

the sound made by something moving rapidly or by steam coming out of a small aperture

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

the cause or intention underlying an action or situation, especially in the phrase “the whys and wherefores”

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

air moving (sometimes with considerable force) from an area of high pressure to an area of low pressure

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

in the company of; together with

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

the person or people being spoken to

From this reading Proud music of the storm, Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies, Strong hum of forest tree-tops--wind of the mountains, Personified dim shapes--you hidden orchestras, You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert, Blending with Nature’s rhythmus all the tongues of nations; You chords left as by vast composers--you choruses, You formless, free, religious dances--you from the Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless, Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz’d me?

(used of living things especially persons) in an early period of life or development or growth

From this reading A festival song, The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march, With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill’d to the brim with love, The red-flush’d cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old, To flutes’ clear notes and sounding harps’ cantabile.