overcloud

How To Use overcloud In A Sentence

• “The stars were overclouded and I could not guide myself by them.” The Book of The Thousand Nights And A Night
• An intense dust storm overclouded the sun.
• They had, however, their own peculiar superstitions, which overclouded the mind with thick-coming fancies, as completely as the puritanism of their neighbours. A Legend of Montrose
• Huntingdon, and generously congratulated him upon prospects which seemed to have interfered with and overclouded those which he had himself entertained. The Talisman
• Partington_, told me that SYDNEY SMITH'S last years were overclouded by his inability to discover the riddle to which the answer is contained in the words, "The one rode a horse and the other rode a dendron. Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 156, March 26, 1919
• Gradually as the intellectual sight became overclouded, these gay visions became obscure, like the dying hues of sunset, until they were at last lost in total oblivion; and Sir Kenneth lay extended at the feet of El Hakim, to all appearance, but for his deep respiration, as inanimate a corpse as if life had actually departed. The Talisman
• The exquisite feminine beauty of her countenance, now shaded only by a profusion of sunny tresses; the sylph-like form, disencumbered of her heavy riding-skirt and mantled in azure silk; the grace of her manner and of her smile, cleared, with a celerity which surprised the Master himself, all the gloomy and unfavourable thoughts which had for some time overclouded his fancy. The Bride of Lammermoor
• The exquisite feminine beauty of her countenance, now shaded only by a profusion of sunny tresses; the sylph-like form, disencumbered of her heavy riding-skirt and mantled in azure silk; the grace of her manner and of her smile, cleared, with a celerity which surprised the Master himself, all the gloomy and unfavourable thoughts which had for some time overclouded his fancy. The Bride of Lammermoor
• Then, suddenly overclouding all his features, he growled in a hoarsened rasping voice as he hewed again vigorously at the loaf: — Ulysses
• All was coloured with admiration of his beauty and grace, and mingled with boundless pity for their sad overclouding and defeature! Thomas Wingfold, Curate