How To Use smutch In A Sentence
- What buffoonery that Vulcan is not guilty of, while one with his polt-foot, another with his smutched muzzle, another with his impertinencies, he makes sport for the rest of the gods? In Praise of Folly
- Against this grisly, dark smutch the whites of the man's eyes stood out like sculpted marbles. Dirge
- Item, in another he had a little leather bottle full of old oil, wherewith, when he saw any man or woman in a rich new handsome suit, he would grease, smutch, and spoil all the best parts of it under colour and pretence of touching them, saying, This is good cloth; this is good satin; good taffeties! Five books of the lives, heroic deeds and sayings of Gargantua and his son Pantagruel
- When I find a slut asleep, I smutch her face if it be clean; but if it be dirty, I wash it in the next piss pot that I can find: the balls I use to wash such sluts withal is a sow's pancake or a pilgrim's salve. The Sources and Analogues of 'A Midsummer-night's Dream'
- Short stories whose characters had turned to wood, essays which had refused to come to a point, poems in which laboured craftsmanship had numbed and weakened the original impact of beauty – all these presented themselves to my inverted brain in their finished form, masterly, unsmutched and point-device. Try Anything Twice
- Strether felt HIS character receive for the instant a smutch from all the wrong things he had suspected or believed. The Ambassadors
- Through the smoke and smutch which stained the canvas was seen a gray-haired, saintly woman's head. Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 12, No. 32, November, 1873
- I. ii.123 (266,6) [We must be neat] Leontes, seeing his son's nose smutched, cries, _We must be neat_, then recollecting that _neat_ is the term for _horned_ cattle, he says, _not neat, but cleanly_. Notes to Shakespeare — Volume 01: Comedies
- They were alert, well-muscled; their faces were streaked with paleness and a black smutch like dancers made up for a masquerade. Tramping on Life
- See what you're doing, Steve!" he cried, pointing at the oily smutch. Golden Days for Boys and Girls, Vol. XIII, Nov. 28, 1891