used before a singular noun to mean one of a group, when it is not a particular one
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
afterprepositionUS /ˈæftər/
later than; following
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
touching and pressing; in opposition to
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
allegiancenounUS /əˈliːdʒəns/
the act of binding yourself (intellectually or emotionally) to a course of action
From this reading Then the swift hurricane, The clamoring army thronged up from below, my allegiance to claim!
AlongprepositionUS /əˈlɔːŋ/
following the length of something from one end toward the other
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
Belonging to the very distant past and no longer in existence or deeply revered.
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
used to join words or parts of a sentence that go together
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
a permanent organization of the military land forces of a nation or state
From this reading Then the swift hurricane, The clamoring army thronged up from below, my allegiance to claim!
at the same time that; because; in the way that
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
in or near a particular place or position
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
belowprepositionUS /bɪˈloʊ/
at or to a lower level than something
From this reading Then the swift hurricane, The clamoring army thronged up from below, my allegiance to claim!
blessingnounUS /ˈblesɪŋ/
the formal act of approving
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
that part of the central nervous system that includes all the higher nervous centers; enclosed within the skull; continuous with the spinal cord
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
brazen-wrought
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From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
showing who or what does the action
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
inflected form of “come” — move toward, travel toward something or somebody or approach something or somebody
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
casementnoun
a window sash that is hinged (usually on one side)
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
centuried
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From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
a young person of either sex
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
ChilledverbUS /tʃɪld/
past form of “chill” — depress or discourage
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
an assertion of a right (as to money or property)
From this reading Then the swift hurricane, The clamoring army thronged up from below, my allegiance to claim!
clamoringnounUS /ˈklæmərɪŋ/
loud and persistent outcry from many people
From this reading Then the swift hurricane, The clamoring army thronged up from below, my allegiance to claim!
concentricadjectiveUS /kənˈsentrɪk/
having a common center
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
absence of light or illumination
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
a special loved one
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
no longer having or seeming to have or expecting to have life
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
exquisitely fine and subtle and pleasing; susceptible to injury
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
the feeling that accompanies an unsatisfied state
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
past form of “die” — pass from physical life and lose all bodily attributes and functions necessary to sustain life
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
lacking in light; not bright or harsh
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
doomverbUS /duːm/
decree or designate beforehand
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
a swinging or sliding barrier that will close the entrance to a room or building or vehicle
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
being or moving lower in position or less in some value
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
the cardinal compass point that is at 90 degrees
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
divisible by two
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
father'snounUS /ˈfɑːðərz/
possessive form of “father” — a male parent (also used as a term of address to your father)
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
mat together and make felt-like
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
finger-touch
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From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
inflected form of “fling” — throw with force or recklessness
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
showing where something starts, or who sent it
From this reading Then the swift hurricane, The clamoring army thronged up from below, my allegiance to claim!
destroyed or killed
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
gropedverbUS /ɡroʊpt/
past form of “grope” — feel about uncertainly or blindly
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
guessingnounUS /ˈɡesɪŋ/
an estimate based on little or no information
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
hadauxiliary verbUS /hæd/
the past form of “have”, used to form the past perfect
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
of comparatively great physical weight or density
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
belonging to a woman, girl, or female animal already mentioned
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
intense and profound fear
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
hurricanenounUS /ˈhɜːrəkeɪn/
a severe tropical cyclone usually with heavy rains and winds moving at 63-136 knots (12 on the Beaufort scale)
From this reading Then the swift hurricane, The clamoring army thronged up from below, my allegiance to claim!
the person speaking or writing, as the subject of the verb
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
inside something, or within a place, period, or state
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
the form of “be” used with he, she, it, or a singular noun
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
IVnoun
the cardinal number that is the sum of three and one
From this reading IV.
the emotion of great happiness
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
inflected form of “know” — be cognizant or aware of a fact or a specific piece of information; possess knowledge or information about
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
ladenadjectiveUS /ˈleɪdən/
filled with a great quantity
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
laudverbUS /lɔːd/
praise, glorify, or honor
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
the sound of laughing
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
a characteristic state or mode of living
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
prefer or wish to do something
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
Llewellyn
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From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
Llewellyn's
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From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
LoneadjectiveUS /loʊn/
lacking companions or companionship
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
terms referring to the Judeo-Christian God
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
feeling or showing love and affection
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
roused to anger
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
produced by a manufacturing process
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
characterized by grandeur
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
marginnounUS /ˈmɑːrdʒən/
the boundary line or the area immediately inside the boundary
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
May-wreaths
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From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
the person speaking, as the object of a verb or preposition
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
belonging to the person speaking
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
assign a specified (usually proper) proper name to
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
belonging to, or connected with, somebody or something
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
touching and supported by a surface
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
used to mean any person in general, including the speaker
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
a symptom of some physical hurt or disorder
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
pulsesnounUS /ˈpʌlsɪz/
plural of “pulse” — (electronics) a sharp transient wave in the normal electrical state (or a series of such transients)
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
quenchedadjective
allayed
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
rafternounUS /ˈræftər/
one of several parallel sloping beams that support a roof
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
a feeling of intense anger
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
water falling in drops from vapor condensed in the atmosphere
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
recoiledverbUS /riˈkɔɪld/
past form of “recoil” — draw back, as with fear or pain
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
resonantadjectiveUS /ˈrezənənt/
characterized by resonance
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
done under pressure
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
relative darkness caused by light rays being intercepted by an opaque body
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
a woman, girl, or female animal already mentioned, as the subject
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
an instance of visual perception
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
Complete absence of sound; a state of quietness and stillness.
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
smote
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From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
the immaterial part of a person; the actuating cause of an individual life
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
the particular auditory effect produced by a given cause
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
the season of growth
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
stairnounUS /ster/
support consisting of a place to rest the foot while ascending or descending a stairway
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
(astronomy) a celestial body of hot gases that radiates energy derived from thermonuclear reactions in the interior
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
Maintained an upright posture.
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
being definitely out of the ordinary and unexpected; slightly odd or even a bit weird
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
(sports) the act of swinging or striking at a ball with a club or racket or bat or cue or hand
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
the star that is the source of light and heat for the planets in the solar system
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
having or denoting the characteristic taste of sugar
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
moving very fast
From this reading Then the swift hurricane, The clamoring army thronged up from below, my allegiance to claim!
tanglenounUS /ˈtæŋɡəl/
a twisted and tangled mass that is highly interwoven
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
the cardinal number that is the sum of nine and one; the base of the decimal system
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
used to introduce what somebody said, thought, or felt
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
used before a noun that is already known, already mentioned, or the only one of its kind
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
subsequently or soon afterward (often used as sentence connectors)
From this reading Then the swift hurricane, The clamoring army thronged up from below, my allegiance to claim!
the people, animals, or things already mentioned, as the subject
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
thro
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From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
throbbed
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From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
throngedadjectiveUS /θrɔːŋd/
filled with great numbers crowded together
From this reading Then the swift hurricane, The clamoring army thronged up from below, my allegiance to claim!
tigerishadjective
resembling a tiger in fierceness and lack of mercy
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
tinglingadjectiveUS /ˈtɪŋɡəlɪŋ/
exciting by touching lightly so as to cause laughter or twitching movements
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
used before the base form of a verb to make the infinitive
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
tortuousadjectiveUS /ˈtɔːrtʃəwəs/
highly complex or intricate and occasionally devious
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
totteringadjectiveUS /ˈtɑːtərɪŋ/
unsteady in gait as from infirmity or old age
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
TracedverbUS /treɪst/
past form of “trace” — follow, discover, or ascertain the course of development of something
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
triple-roped
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From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
twelve-years
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From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
unbearableadjectiveUS /ənˈberəbəl/
incapable of being tolerated or endured
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
being or moving higher in position or greater in some value; being above a former position or level
From this reading Then the swift hurricane, The clamoring army thronged up from below, my allegiance to claim!
vinenounUS /vaɪn/
a plant with a weak stem that derives support from climbing, twining, or creeping along a surface
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
vitalsnoun
a bodily organ that is essential for life
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
weakenedadjectiveUS /ˈwiːkənd/
impaired by diminution
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
whereby
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From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
WhirledverbUS /wɜːrld/
past form of “whirl” — turn in a twisting or spinning motion
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
in the company of; together with
From this reading To me, by the ancient, triple-roped, Lone, tortuous stair, whereby I made A tingling silence, a heavy concentric shade, The twelve-years’ child of the Lord Llewellyn groped: With May-wreaths laden, the loving strange child came!
the basic unit of money in South Korea
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
a late time of life
From this reading And my pulses that throbbed at sight of her, ten years gone, Chilled and recoiled at her delicate finger-touch, guessing Along my brazen-wrought margin, the laud and the blessing Traced, thro’ the vine, thro’ the tangle of star and of sun, By her dead father’s name, by Llewellyn’s magnificent name.
yorenounUS /jɔːr/
time long past
From this reading And even as she stood in the dark, the doom and the horror rushed on me; (I had weakened my soul, and they won me!) I felt the desire at my vitals, the unbearable joy that is pain: With one mad tigerish spring against the dim rafter, I smote the sweet child in my rage, I smote her with laughter, And a sound like the rain Whirled east on the casement, died after: And I knew that the life in her brain I had quenched at the stroke, and flung even my darling of yore Down the resonant, tottering stair, down, down to the centuried door!
