[kəd;kʊd] or [kʊd]
(imp.) of Can
(imp.) Was, should be, or would be, able, capable, or susceptible. Used as an auxiliary, in the past tense or in the conditional present.
pa.t. of Can.
- I could tell you a story about that same uncle, gentlemen, that would rather surprise you. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- Miss Havisham sat listening (or it seemed so, for I could not see her face), but still made no answer. Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
- Night also closed around; and when I could hardly see the dark mountains, I felt still more gloomily. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
- Dear Mr. Traddles and dear Trotwood, papa once free with honour, what could I wish for! Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- Yes, but such care could have been furnished by any one of us. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- I wish, Mr. Yeobright, you could give me something to keep that once belonged to her--if you don't mind. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- He could not tell me that; he saw me, and over my shoulder he saw the man. Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
- Her lover was no longer to her an exciting man whom many women strove for, and herself could only retain by striving with them. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- He knew how to blow any sort of bridge that you could name and he had blown them of all sizes and constructions. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- She could not answer me, nor could she look at me. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- Mrs. Bennet could certainly spare you for another fortnight. Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice.
- He could not deny this, and indeed was very reasonable throughout. Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
- The first half-hour was lost, for Fanny and Lady Bertram were together, and unless she had Fanny to herself she could hope for nothing. Jane Austen. Mansfield Park.
- I believe I could make an independent fortune in a few years if I devoted myself exclusively to portraits, so great is the desire for good portraits in the different country towns. Rupert S. Holland. Historic Inventions.
- Without heart, without interest, I could not play it at all. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- He _could not_ walk on, till daylight came again; and here he stretched himself close to the wall--to undergo new torture. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
- And that third person could only have come in through the window. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes.
- But as Elizabeth could not receive comfort from any such expectation, she made no answer. Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice.
- If God would give me back my children, then I could pray. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- Love covers a multitude of sins, and of whom could you ask more freely than of him? Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- She had provided a plentiful dinner for them; she wished she could know that they had been allowed to eat it. Jane Austen. Emma.
- Nothing could be more precise, exact, and orderly than Greenleaf. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- The weight of old Sabor was immense, and when she braced her huge paws nothing less than Tantor, the elephant, himself, could have budged her. Edgar Rice Burroughs. Tarzan of the Apes.
- His father could not live the week out. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
- Expressions of incredulity and surprise, which he could not repress, interrupted me several times before I had done. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
- Southey spoke of him as a miraculous young man, at whose talents he could only wonder. Walter Libby. An Introduction to the History of Science.
- Although I had heard it with my own ears I could not believe it. Edgar Rice Burroughs. A Princess of Mars.
- I would like to know if it could not be possible to change the name of that tractor factory. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- In the darkness which had now fallen none could tell but that he had really finished me. Edgar Rice Burroughs. A Princess of Mars.
- Where could he get Pablo a cigar? Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.