• WordNet 3.6
    • n ungracefulness an unpleasant lack of grace in carriage or form or movement or expression
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Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
    • n ungracefulness The quality of being ungraceful; want of gracefulness; awkwardness: as, ungracefulness of manners.
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  • Mark Twain
    “The highest perfection of politeness is only a beautiful edifice, built, from the base to the dome, of ungraceful and gilded forms of charitable and unselfish lying.”
  • Sir Richard Steele
    “Nothing can atone for the lack of modesty; without which beauty is ungraceful and wit detestable.”


In literature:

Domestic pottery is coarse, ungraceful, and frequently ribbed on the outside.
"How to Observe in Archaeology" by Various
Nothing is so ungraceful as haste.
"Little Journeys to the Homes of the Great, Volume 5 (of 14)" by Elbert Hubbard
He thanked the Lord in sincere if unorthodox terms, and went down the hill in long, ungraceful strides.
"The Happy Family" by Bertha Muzzy Bower
The boys lay around in comfortable, though ungraceful, attitudes, a small but appreciative audience.
"A Gunner Aboard the "Yankee"" by Russell Doubleday
And the parents would take the tragedy ungracefully.
"The Judge" by Rebecca West
If they are ungraceful on foot, matters are not much better when they ride.
"Miscellanea" by Juliana Horatia Ewing
It was not a dignified mode of progression, but it was very far from being ungraceful.
"The Odds" by Ethel M. Dell
Dotty looked at her as she lay curled in an ungraceful heap, with her eyes closed.
"Dotty Dimple Out West" by Sophie May
Hence all the deformity and ungracefulness that ever pursue the steps of constraint or affectation.
"The Prose Works of William Wordsworth" by William Wordsworth
She had chosen the darkest corner of the room, and her pose was not ungraceful.
"A Lost Leader" by E. Phillips Oppenheim

In poetry:

“’What canst thou give that unknown bride
Whom thou didst work for in the waste,
Ere fated love was born, and cried—­
Was dead, ungraced?
"The Letter L" by Jean Ingelow
To whom I grow
A thing to hate! — thou takest flight
On wings of love to — who is she?
A rustic wench whose garments flow
About her heels ungracefully!
"To Atthis The Inconstant" by Sappho
David. O king! I would not aught from favour claim,
Or on remember'd services presume;
But on the strength of my own actions stand,
Ungrac'd and unsupported.
"David And Goliath. A Sacred Drama" by Hannah More
And, sweetest maid in all New York,
When all ungracefully you pierce
The toothsome oyster with your fork
I realize you're pretty fierce;
But such a feat, be't understood,
Nor Venus nor Diana could.
"Love Gustatory" by Franklin Pierce Adams