minglings

Our shades of minglings mengle them and help help horizons.

Finnegans Wake 2006

He could smell her, the minglings of shampoo and soap and powder, the smell of her flesh masked by the ghosts of flowers.

Drums of Autumn Gabaldon, Diana 1997

All diis and much else besides, lovely and appalling, blood red and living green, yellow, blue, white, and velvet black, with minglings of other colors and of colors he had never known.

Nightside The Long Sun Wolfe, Gene 1993

North Carolina, the scene of that much regretted phenomenon -- the fatal clashing of races in November, 1898, was not, and is not without its harems, its unholy minglings of Shem with Ham; where the soft-fingered aristocrat embraces the lowest dusky sirene in Paddy's Hollow, and thinks nothing of it.

Hanover; Or The Persecution of the Lowly A Story of the Wilmington Massacre. Jack Thorne

God has done, and about our obligations to the Almighty in reference to this matter, I do not see where it comes in that we are bound to receive into our community those whose minglings with us might be detrimental to our interests.

History of the Thirty-Ninth Congress of the United States William Horatio Barnes

I can only say that I was instantly reminded of Milton's fallen Satan as he stands above his followers, superb, dauntless, but tortured by hatred, contempt and God knows what strange minglings of remorse and anger.

The Native Born or, the Rajah's People 1922

Asia and from Europe, and in Africa came movements and minglings which give to the whole of Africa a distinct mulatto character.

The Negro 1915

The beat of the flying hoofs was soft now; the two men's voices, fell into a lower key; the moon marked out the line of the road clearly, made strange spectral minglings of light and darkness in the woods, glorified the open fields and gave the occasional groups of farm buildings an ancient beauty and dignity.

Susan Lenox: Her Fall and Rise, Volume I 1915

The strains he heard were the minglings of angelic instruments, and the cadences of voices of unearthly loveliness.

A Child's Book of Saints William Canton 1909

Our cosy inner office became a little place, and all our business cold and lifeless exploits beside his glimpses of strange minglings of men, of slayings unavenged and curious customs, of trade where no writs run, and the dark treacheries of eastern ports and uncharted channels.

Tono Bungay 1906