Vapory

Definitions

  • Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary
    • Vapory Full of vapors; vaporous.
    • Vapory Hypochondriacal; splenetic; peevish.
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Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
    • vapory Vaporous; producing vapors; composed of or characterized by vapors: as, a vapory redness in the sky.
    • vapory Affected with the vapors; hypochondriacal; splenetic; peevish: as, vapory humors.
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Usage

In literature:

Their breath was blown in two vapory columns from their nostrils and drifted about their heads like steam about a locomotive.
"Boyhood in Norway" by Hjalmar Hjorth Boyesen
The forest stood solemn and gray; the canyon lay wrapped in vapory slumber.
"The Last of the Plainsmen" by Zane Grey
She wore her glistening black hair in bands, and dressed in vapory white muslin.
"The Fitz-Boodle Papers" by William Makepeace Thackeray
Instead of the sun they see only an effulgence in the vapory sky which disappears and reappears at regular intervals.
"Side-lights on Astronomy and Kindred Fields of Popular Science" by Simon Newcomb
At first it appears all gray, a vapory gray; then it becomes bluish-gray; then all green.
"Two Years in the French West Indies" by Lafcadio Hearn
The opposite side, vapory from its depth, rose like an immense wall against Heaven.
"The Lands of the Saracen" by Bayard Taylor
Mr. Pike, supposed to be given to vapory and aimless conversation, really was a general.
"The Slim Princess" by George Ade
A vapory mist was preceding the night.
"The Shadow of a Crime A Cumbrian Romance" by Hall Caine
It was not raining now, although there was a vapory mist in the atmosphere, almost a drizzle.
"Gordon Craig" by Randall Parrish
It was something white and vapory and covered with flowers, with a few diamond pins fastening the flowers in her hair.
"Women of the Romance Countries" by John R. Effinger
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In poetry:

An hazy circlet on his head he wore,
Like that which sometimes does the moon surround;
A vapory wand within his hand he bore,
And conjur'd thick'ning shadows from the ground.
"Fog" by Charlotte Dacre
There have we watched the West unfurl
A cloud Byzantium newly born,
With flickering spires and domes of pearl,
And vapory surfs that crowd and curl
Into the sunset's Golden Horn.
"An Invitation" by James Russell Lowell