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droops
«I am really rather like a beautiful Jersey cow, I have the same pathetic droop to the corners of my eyes.»
«I'm not handsome in the classical sense. The eyes droop, the mouth is crooked, the teeth aren't straight, the voice sounds like a Mafioso pallbearer, but somehow it all works.»
Author: Kevin Spacey
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classical, crooked, droop, drooping, droops, eye tooth, handsome, pallbearer, the Classical
«The day begins to droop, - / Its course is done: / But nothing tells the place / Of the setting sun.»
«Ideas, like individuals, live and die. They flourish, according to their nature, in one soil or climate and droop in another. They are the vegetation of the mental world.»
Author: William MacNeile Dixon
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Ideas
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«The hour of the waning of love has beset us,And weary and worn are our sad souls now;Let us part, ere the season of passion forget us,With a kiss and a tear on thy drooping brow.»
«But when the melancholy fit shall fall / Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud, / That fosters the droop-headed flowers all, / And hides the green hill in an April shroud; / Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose.»
«So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, / And yet anon repairs his drooping head, / And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore, / Flames in the forehead of the morning sky.»
