How To Use Brumal In A Sentence
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bears in brumal sleep
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He shivers in brumal blasts, and hungry he chirps before your door.
Welsh Folk-Lore a Collection of the Folk-Tales and Legends of North Wales
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But even those few cafes at street level wallow in an atmosphere of brumal gloom so dense that, even at midday, you have to peer at the menu to make it out.
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Tracks like "Abyss of sorrow" and "Straying in the brumal ashes" reveal the dark taste of the composer, while his music perfectly express these feelings of fear.
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During the previous night, however, the sky had cleared, and now the air was filled with those familiar brumal sounds, the scraping of shovels and the ringing of sleighbells, that usually make such a pleasant appeal to those within-doors; but the bishop was merely moved to impatient longing for the spring.
The Mayor of Warwick
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Not suddenly doth the sweet warmth of universal life, from brumal caves advancing, interfuse the vast abysmal air, or penetrate the deep heart of the frost-entranced Earth.
The International Magazine, Volume 2, No. 2, January, 1851
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The fair complexions of the people prove that this account of the brumal rigours is not exaggerated.
Personal Narrative of a Pilgrimage to Al-Madinah and Meccah
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Her brother wintered at Welland; but whether because his experience of tropic climes had unfitted him for the brumal rigours of Britain, or for some other reason, he seldom showed himself out of doors, and Swithin caught but passing glimpses of him.
Two on a Tower
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Snow Blind flailed and loomed with a kind of brumal intensity, this soothes and has more of an air of passivity.
The Line Of Best Fit
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Buck has a lot of changes ahead of him, suggested by the short poem ‘Old longings nomadic lap, / Chafing at custom's chain; / Again from its brumal sleep / Wakens the ferine strain’ Chapter 1, pg.1.
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Not suddenly doth the sweet warmth of universal life, from brumal caves advancing, interfuse the vast abysmal air, or penetrate the deep heart of the frost-entranced Earth.
The International Magazine, Volume 2, No. 2, January, 1851
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Ite, leues elegi, doctas ad consulis aures, uerbaque honorato ferte legenda uiro. longa uia est, nec uos pedibus proceditis aequis, tectaque brumali sub niue terra latet. cum gelidam Thracen et opertum nubibus Haemon 5 et maris Ionii transieritis aquas, luce minus decima dominam uenietis in urbem, ut festinatum non faciatis iter. protinus inde domus uobis Pompeia petetur; non est Augusto iunctior ulla foro.
The Last Poems of Ovid
