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  • adj. sweet as honey, very sweet

from the GNU version of the Collaborative International Dictionary of English

  • adj. Sweet as honey.

from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia

  • Sweet as honey.
  • n. The meadow-sweet, Spiræa ulmaria.


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  • From that day on, I was forever hot on Amr Diab and his unique brand of pop music that would become known as Egyptian el-geel, with its honey-sweet melodic hooks.

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  • I suspect I write differently in the honey-sweet sun and in the raging blizzard.

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  • As the earthy smell of horses blended with her honey-sweet scent, he replaced his finger with his lips, exulting as she opened to him, then lifted her arms to encircle his neck.

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  • He already knew the honey-sweet flavor of her lips, and nothing was going to stop him from tasting them again.

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  • The breeze, carrying the honey-sweet fragrance of the button bushes growing beside the water, pushed at the blue bottles hanging from the branches on the oak in front of the house.

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  • And best of all, a phase of honey-sweet cuddliness that I am scooping up with both hands while it lasts.

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  • Something about Darian really wanting a honey-sweet maiden in his heart of hearts, and not being satisfied with you?

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  • Synopsis: Zin dances with fire in every step, speaks in a honey-sweet voice, and sees with eyes that can peer into your soul.

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  • That folk have no care for ploughing with oxen or for any planting of honey-sweet fruit; nor yet do they pasture flocks in the dewy meadow.

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  • And before her eyes the vision still appeared — himself what like he was, with what vesture he was clad, what things he spake, how he sat on his seat, how he moved forth to the door — and as she pondered she deemed there never was such another man; and ever in her ears rung his voice and the honey-sweet words which he uttered.

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