• WordNet 3.6
    • n Dolichos genus of chiefly tropical vines often placed in genera Dipogon or Lablab or Macrotyloma
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Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
    • n dolichos A genus of herbaceous or sometimes shrubby leguminous plants, nearly related to the common bean, Phaseolus, natives of tropical and temperate regions of Asia, Africa, and Australia, with a few species in South America. Several species are extensively cultivated for food in warm regions, especially D. Lablab, often called the Egyptian or black bean; D. Sinensis, or China bean; and D. bi-florus, the horse-gram of the East Indies. D. sesquipe-dalis is the asparagus-bean of gardens, a native of South America.
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Chambers's Twentieth Century Dictionary
    • n Dolichos dol′i-kos a genus of leguminous plants allied to the Haricot.
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Chambers's Twentieth Century Dictionary
Gr., long.


In literature:

Our dinner was not so well relished as at Sunday Island because we had mixed the dolichos with our stew.
"A Voyage to the South Sea" by William Bligh
Kachang prang (Dolichos ensiformis).
"The History of Sumatra" by William Marsden
Our dinner was not so well relished as at Sunday Island, because we had mixed the dolichos with our stew.
"A Narrative Of The Mutiny, On Board His Majesty's Ship Bounty; And The Subsequent Voyage Of Part Of The Crew, In The Ship's Boat" by William Bligh
It is a day of feasting, and, in addition to rice, Dolichos Lablab is cooked.
"Omens and Superstitions of Southern India" by Edgar Thurston
Dolichos lablab L. Pulse family.
"Texas Honey Plants" by C. E. Sanborn
This region is at the same time, by common consent, the peculiar home of the dolicho-blond, rather than of any other blond type.
"The Place of Science in Modern Civilisation and Other Essays" by Thorstein Veblen

In poetry:

Covering the jujubes the dolichos grows,
The graves many dragon-plants cover;
But where is the man on whose breast I'd repose?
No home have I, having no lover!
"A Wife Mourns For Her Husband" by Confucius
The dolichos grows and covers the thorn,
O'er the waste is the dragon-plant creeping.
The man of my heart is away and I mourn--
What home have I, lonely and weeping?
"A Wife Mourns For Her Husband" by Confucius
Sweet was the scene. The spreading dolichos
Extended far, down to the valley's depths,
With leaves luxuriant. The orioles
Fluttered around, and on the bushy trees
In throngs collected--whence their pleasant notes
Resounded far in richest melody.
"Celebrating The Industry Of King Wan's Queen" by Confucius