nurseling

Definitions

  • WordNet 3.6
    • n nurseling an infant considered in relation to its nurse
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Usage

In literature:

Metropolis, Mother-city; rightly so named: all the rest are but as her children, her nurselings.
"The French Revolution" by Thomas Carlyle
Would she be guilty of such inconceivable maternal aberration as to leave her nurseling without nourishment?
"The Mason-bees" by J. Henri Fabre
In this way I prevent a too rapid evaporation and keep my nurselings under my eyes without fear of disturbing them.
"More Hunting Wasps" by J. Henri Fabre
Having nothing else to do, the foster-parents have sat down to the feast with the nurselings.
"The Wonders of Instinct" by J. H. Fabre
Once only had Diana to protect her nurseling.
"Diana of the Crossways, Complete" by George Meredith
If the mother is not strong her nurseling will sometimes thrive better upon artificial food than on its natural nourishment.
"Searchlights on Health" by B. G. Jefferis and J. L. Nichols
Heedless of all which, the Nurseling took to his spoon-meat, and throve.
"Sartor Resartus, and On Heroes, Hero-Worship, and the Heroic in History" by Thomas Carlyle
If the mother is not strong her nurseling will sometimes thrive better upon artificial food than on its natural nourishment.
"Searchlights on Health: Light on Dark Corners" by B.G. Jefferis
In what way is it the nurseling of the sky?
"Journeys Through Bookland, Vol. 10" by Charles Herbert Sylvester
The next moment he had burst sobbing into the green-room, and held his nurseling in his arms.
"The Story of a Genius" by Ossip Schubin
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In poetry:

The nurseling's unforgotten look
A kindred love reveals,
With his who never friend forsook,
Or hurt a thing that feels.
"Verses To The Memory Of A Child" by Thomas Noon Talfourd
The nurseling there that hand may take
None ever grasp'd in vain,
And smiles of well-known sweetness wake,
Without their tinge of pain.
"Verses To The Memory Of A Child" by Thomas Noon Talfourd
Parent of Hope and Fancy! thoughtful Night!
Why are these nurselings absent from thy bower,
While Memory, with sullen, strange delight,
Stalks lonely centinel the live-long hour?
"Elegy On Sophia Graham" by Matilda Betham