Chapter XXVIII

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

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

forsake, leave behind

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

Extreme physical or mental suffering; intense anguish.

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

following the length of something from one end toward the other

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

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

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

experiencing intense pain especially mental pain

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

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

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

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From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

in or near a particular place or position

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

plural of “attempt” — earnest and conscientious activity intended to do or accomplish something

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

a positive feeling of wanting to push ahead with something

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

from a particular thing or place or position (“forth” is obsolete)

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

exceptionally bad or displeasing

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

plural of “bear” — massive plantigrade carnivorous or omnivorous mammals with long shaggy coats and strong claws

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

come out better in a competition, race, or conflict

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

unhappy in love; suffering from unrequited love

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

The red fluid that circulates in the heart and blood vessels.

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

district consisting of the area on either side of a border or boundary of a country or an area

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

inflected form of “bear” — have

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

come open suddenly and violently, as if from internal pressure

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

-ing form of “burst” — come open suddenly and violently, as if from internal pressure

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

used to introduce something that contrasts with what came before

From this reading However terrible the wail, however loud the cry, it is but sweet music to the ear of death.

showing who or what does the action

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

uninterrupted in time and indefinitely long continuing

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

not invading healthy tissue

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

marked by skill in deception

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

utter a sudden loud cry

From this reading However terrible the wail, however loud the cry, it is but sweet music to the ear of death.

absence of light or illumination

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

the event of dying or departure from life

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

water that has condensed on a cool surface overnight from water vapor in the air

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

causing dejection

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

inflected form of “drink” — take in liquids

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

plural of “drink” — a single serving of a beverage

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

plural of “drop” — a shape that is spherical and small

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

the sense organ for hearing and equilibrium

From this reading However terrible the wail, however loud the cry, it is but sweet music to the ear of death.

a state of being carried away by overwhelming emotion

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

time without end

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

divisible by two

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

plural of “fade” — a golf shot that curves to the right for a right-handed golfer

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

descend in free fall under the influence of gravity

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

an armed adversary (especially a member of an opposing military force)

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

intended to be given to, or used by, somebody

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

the outside boundary or surface of something

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

showing where something starts, or who sent it

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

to the greatest degree or extent; completely or entirely; (“full” in this sense is used as a combining form)

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

a ceremony at which a dead person is buried or cremated

From this reading THE FUNERAL.

producing no result or effect

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

depressingly dark

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

intense sorrow caused by loss of a loved one (especially by death)

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

the past form of “have”, used to form the past perfect

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

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

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

a man, boy, or male animal already mentioned, as the subject

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

detected or perceived by the sense of hearing

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

the locus of feelings and intuitions

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

the male already mentioned, as the object of a verb or preposition

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

belonging to a man, boy, or male animal already mentioned

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

where you live at a particular time

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

plural of “home” — where you live at a particular time

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

used to add a contrasting statement

From this reading However terrible the wail, however loud the cry, it is but sweet music to the ear of death.

characteristic of humanity

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

inside something, or within a place, period, or state

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

moving to the inside of something

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

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

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

a thing, animal, or idea already mentioned

From this reading However terrible the wail, however loud the cry, it is but sweet music to the ear of death.

belonging to the thing or animal already mentioned

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

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

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

(especially of promises or contracts) not violated or disregarded

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

the land on which real estate is located

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

a characteristic state or mode of living

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

characterized by or producing sound of great volume or intensity

From this reading However terrible the wail, however loud the cry, it is but sweet music to the ear of death.

third-person singular of “lurk” — lie in wait, lie in ambush, behave in a sneaky and secretive manner

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

engage in

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

covered with or smelling of mold

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

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

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

having an import not apparent to the senses nor obvious to the intelligence; beyond ordinary understanding

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

plural of “note” — a brief written record

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

belonging to, or connected with, somebody or something

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

on one occasion

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

heavily burdened with work or cares

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

a bundle of myelinated nerve fibers following a path through the brain

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

continuing forever or indefinitely

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

expressing sorrow

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

plural of “pluck” — the trait of showing courage and determination in spite of possible loss or injury

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

not to be placated or appeased or moved by entreaty

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

plural of “return” — document giving the tax collector information about the taxpayer's tax liability

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

filled with satisfaction

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

plural of “shadow” — shade within clear boundaries

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

sorrowful through loss or deprivation

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

lacking sensitivity or the capacity for deep feeling

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

the vital principle or animating force within living things

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

plural of “spring” — the season of growth

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

make steady

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

being definitely out of the ordinary and unexpected; slightly odd or even a bit weird

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

the section of an orchestra that plays stringed instruments

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

difficult to detect or grasp by the mind or analyze

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

filled or abounding with clouds

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

definitely or positively (“sure” is sometimes used informally for “surely”)

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

having or denoting the characteristic taste of sugar

From this reading However terrible the wail, however loud the cry, it is but sweet music to the ear of death.

in a swift manner

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

To perceive flavor through the mouth.

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

causing fear or dread or terror

From this reading However terrible the wail, however loud the cry, it is but sweet music to the ear of death.

used to introduce what somebody said, thought, or felt

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

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

From this reading THE FUNERAL.

a special situation

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

used for a person or thing that is near, or that has just been mentioned

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

an instance of rapid strong pulsation (of the heart)

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

from one end or side of something to the other

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

an instance or single occasion for some event

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

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

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

a person who changes location

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

put down or press the foot, place the foot

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

suggesting the operation of supernatural influences

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

not hallowed or consecrated

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

not alert to danger or deception

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

a formal word for “on”

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

the speaker and others, as the object of a verb or preposition

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

a garment that covers the head and face

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

an unfortunate person who suffers from some adverse circumstance

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

emit long loud cries

From this reading However terrible the wail, however loud the cry, it is but sweet music to the ear of death.

close enough to be walked to

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

plural of “wall” — an architectural partition with a height and length greater than its thickness; used to divide or enclose an area or to support another structure

From this reading But surely, surely, soulless Death, for once in his awful journeyings, had even _his_ unholy taste for the music of agony fully satisfied, as with his ear to Astral's throbbing heart he drank in its anguished notes and heard that overburdened thing of grief make its futile attempts to burst through the walls that confined it.

(geology) the mechanical process of wearing or grinding something down (as by particles washing over it)

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

at the time that

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

in or at the place that

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

used to introduce a clause giving more about a thing just mentioned

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

which person or people

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

marked by extreme lack of restraint or control

From this reading When he has borne his victim away, he returns to the homes of the bereft, wearing a mystic veil, plucks with wild abandon at the heart strings of the sorrowing; and with avidity and in ecstasy drinks in the plaintive notes, the time beat of which is kept by the steady, perpetual fall of drops of blood from the heart.

in the company of; together with

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.

inside; before a period of time has passed

From this reading Death, the subtle, crafty, relentless foe of human life, who lurks within the gloomy shadows which fringe the borderland where time fades away into eternity; Death, who, bursting from his sunless home, mouldy with the dew of darkness, springs upon the unwary traveler, and bears him swiftly to the spirit land--this Death, walking with ceaseless tread along his dismal pathway, has a strange and, to us, uncanny taste for music.