Blowing
['bləʊɪŋ] or ['bloɪŋ]
Definition
(p. pr. & vb. n.) of Blow
(p. pr. & vb. n.) of Blow
Inputed by Eleanor
Examples
- Why, I reckon she _is_ tol'able fair, said Haley, blowing the smoke out of his mouth. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- We found the ship in the river, surrounded by a crowd of boats; a favourable wind blowing; the signal for sailing at her mast-head. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- But I remember with the blowing of the train the lamp of the engine blew by over my head and pieces of steel flew by like swallows. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- They smelted iron by blowing up a charcoal fire, and wrought it by heating and hammering. H. G. Wells. The Outline of History_Being a Plain History of Life and Mankind.
- When daylight came the storm was still blowing but the snow had stopped. Ernest Hemingway. A Farewell To Arms.
- But now it was fine warm weather, with only a summer breeze blowing, and early afternoon instead of dull twilight. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- It was so dark now you could only see the flakes blowing past and the rigid dark of the pine trunks. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- Though he knows,' said Mr. Bounderby, now blowing a gale, 'that there are a set of rascals and rebels whom transportation is too good for! Charles Dickens. Hard Times.
- She peeped into her grandfather's room, through which the fresh autumn air was blowing from the open window. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- Is the time of the blowing important? Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- These feelings are quite natural, George, said the good-natured man, blowing his nose. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- We shall have YOU taking fire next or blowing up with a bang. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- The woman of Pablo said nothing and went on blowing up the coals of the fire. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- Except when it's blowing up; and then they lengthens it out. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
- As he spoke, the man, puffing and blowing, rushed at our door and pulled at our bell until the whole house resounded with the clanging. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
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