The bedroom was redolent of the sour odor of last night's cigarette smoke.
"Peter the Brazen" by George F. Worts
The air was redolent of garlic.
"Harper's Young People, June 22, 1880" by Various
The ship was redolent with mutton.
"Chit-Chat; Nirvana; The Searchlight" by Mathew Joseph Holt
Prussic acid is redolent of the odor of peaches!
"The Crevice" by William John Burns and Isabel Ostrander
The hill was a mass of redolent pinewoods.
"The Hound From The North" by Ridgwell Cullum
He was redolent of the human and the familiar.
"Whitman" by John Burroughs
The air was faintly redolent of lemon and the mingled odors of many liquors.
"The Lieutenant-Governor" by Guy Wetmore Carryl
The waters are redolent of cholera, and the banks of fever.
"Notes in North Africa" by W. G. Windham
They are in heroics, and redolent of the spirit of two centuries ago.
"Writings in the United Amateur, 1915-1922" by Howard Phillips Lovecraft
It was a poetry apart; bleak, austere, but genuine, and redolent of the soil.
"The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson, Volume XXI" by Robert Louis Stevenson
And thus the land became a Paradise,
A new-made Eden, redolent of joy,
Where beauty blossom'd under sunny skies,
And peaceful pleasure reign'd without alloy.
"A Conceit" by Walter Richard Cassels
A garden, which, all summer through,
The roses old make redolent,
And morning-glories, gay of hue,
And tansy, with its homely scent,
Is all I ask for me and you.
"Content" by Madison Julius Cawein
How rich in charm, how redolent and ripe
And fertile is the purple mood they bring!
The heroes fight again, Pan blows his pipe,
And from the sacred groves the Muses sing.
"To A Realist" by Maurice Thompson
Pleasant the orchards are, all blossomed fair;
And sweet the redolence of morning air;
And beautiful the sight, when, with the day,
Golden and crimson break the clouds away.
"Spring" by George Hannibal Temple
Oh, is it any wonder,
Devoid of blight or flaw,
The peerless blooms of Eden
Our primal mother saw
In redolent beauty before her placed
So tempted fair Eve the fruit to taste?
"Apple Blossoms" by Hattie Howard
Heart, my heart, thou art mournful in the rain,
(Are thy redolent lips a-quiver?)
My soul seeks thine, doth it seek in vain?
My love goes surging like a river,
Shall its tide bear naught save pain?
"Night, Dim Night" by Paul Laurence Dunbar
The bronzed ducks hanging in the window are the best in Chinatown, and the pork strips redolent of star anise, plain pale scallion chicken, and further charcuterie are scarcely less excellent.
Every now and then you read a novel that seems positively redolent of old libraries, paying homage to book learning and deep thinking.
Want to learn to characterize coffee beans' flavor as redolent of peanut brittle, cocoa or wet hay.
Also, somewhere along the line, the Tea Party stars appear to have been taught that effective speechmaking requires regular incantation of swaggery little jabs of a "Make My Day" redolence.
And despite the rise of abstraction and its progeny a century ago, artists are still drawn to the figure as a subject redolent with possibilities.
Sniff their fragrance, redolent of gentler times.
Philippe Delesvaux's 2000 Anjou, redolent of cherries and herbs, explains Paris bistros' love affair with the region.
PORTLAND — Pity the lowly public toilet, a redolent reminder of the failure of the best minds in urban planning to address the most fundamental of daily necessities.
The jungle quest that results, while redolent of Heart of Darkness and Don Quixote, takes readers to a place entirely Millet 's own, leavened by very funny asides.
You'd like to think that the air in Astoria is redolent of moussaka and pastitsio.
PORTLAND — Pity the lowly public toilet , a redolent reminder of the failure of the best minds in urban planning to address the most fundamental of daily necessities.
Artifacts Redolent of Myth and Mystery.
James Joyce's short story "Two Gallants," published in the collection Dubliners in 1914, is wonderfully redolent of early-twentieth-century Dublin.
They are offensive, redolent with prejudice and hatred, and simply not clever or witty.
THEY were often called Lil or Lily, a moniker less redolent of a flower in its first white freshness than of the siren scent of a worldly wise broad -- especially when accompanied by a warning prefix.