The whole place was redolent of an odour which appears to be a mixture of vodka, onions, or rather garlic, and stale tobacco smoke.
"Fred Markham in Russia" by W. H. G. Kingston
The place was redolent with the fumes of whisky and tobacco.
"Paddy Finn" by W. H. G. Kingston
It lay redolent on our garments for hours.
"Tarrano the Conqueror" by Raymond King Cummings
The darkness was redolent of strong tobacco-smoke, the smoke of a cheroot.
"The Sins of Séverac Bablon" by Sax Rohmer
When he went to his bed, still redolent of Virginia, he asked me for a little soda water, very little, he said emphatically.
"St. Cuthbert's" by Robert E. Knowles
It was a charming house, with a large garden, so redolent of roses that it might have served Chriemhilda of old for a romance.
"Memoirs" by Charles Godfrey Leland
From springtime until autumn the presbytery was redolent of mignonette.
"Balthasar" by Anatole France
How each thing smells divinely redolent!
"The Hesperides & Noble Numbers: Vol. 1 and 2" by Robert Herrick
The jungle was redolent of fragrances of intoxicating sweetness.
"As It Was in the Beginning" by Philip Verrill Mighels
The very air was redolent of respectability and prosperity.
"Doctor Luttrell's First Patient" by Rosa Nouchette Carey
Dusty vehicles together;
Darkies with the horses near
Tied to trees; the atmosphere
Redolent of bark and leather.
"One Day And Another: A Lyrical Eclogue – Part II" by Madison Julius Cawein
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
Thou shouldst have known, in amarathine isles,
The sunsets hued like fire of frankincense,
And noontides fraught with far-borne redolence,
The mingled spicery of purple miles.
"Exotique" by Clark Ashton Smith
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.