Bending
['bendɪŋ]
Definition
(noun.) the act of bending something.
(noun.) movement that causes the formation of a curve.
Typist: Stacey--From WordNet
Definition
(p. pr. & vb. n.) of Bend
(n.) The marking of the clothes with stripes or horizontal bands.
Typist: Maura
Examples
- Brass tubes can easily be bent by ramming full of sand, stopping the ends, and bending them over a curved surface. William K. David. Secrets of Wise Men, Chemists and Great Physicians.
- Here, bending towards Mr. Pickwick, he whispered in a deep, hollow voice, 'A Buff ball, Sir, will take place in Birmingham to-morrow evening. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- It was bending forward when I saw it first; and when I spoke, it darted away. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
- The greater the refractive power of the lens, the greater the bending, and the nearer the principal focus to the lens. Bertha M. Clark. General Science.
- Dorothea set earnestly to work, bending close to her map, and uttering the names in an audible, subdued tone, which often got into a chime. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
- The bending or deviation of light in its passage from one substance to another is called refraction. Bertha M. Clark. General Science.
- They sit down, Mr. Bagnet as if he had no power of bending himself, except at the hips, for that purpose. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- When they reached the bank there stood Thomasin, in a stress of grief, bending over the two unconscious ones who already lay there. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- My dear Lizzie,' he returned, in a low voice, bending over her on the other side; 'of what? Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Now, Tarzan heard the soft bending of grasses and wondered why the young white man was not warned. Edgar Rice Burroughs. Tarzan of the Apes.
- He was bending close over Robert Jordan. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- Fagin made no answer, but bending over the sleeper again, hauled him into a sitting posture. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
- Mrs. Pryor, bending over the pale little sufferer, was now smoothing the hair under her cap, and gently raising her pillow. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- Why, of course, my dear boy, returned Herbert, in a tone of surprise, and again bending forward to get a nearer look at me. Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
- I think I see him now,' cried the Jew, bending his eyes upon his pupil. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
Editor: Margaret