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  • n. The down of a swan
  • n. A soft woolen fabric; flannelette


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  • Fascinating apparitions flitted through his dreams; head-dresses laden with flowers, snowy shoulders enveloped in swansdown capes, supple forms imprisoned in muslin or satin: such alluring phantoms fluttered their gauze wings before Raymon's heavy, burning eyes; but he had seen these peris only in the perfumed whirl of the ballroom.


  • A twill made by running both warp and filling under one and over three threads is called a swansdown twill and the reverse is known as the crow weave.

    Textiles and Clothing

  • A robe of amaranthus figured sarsnet, made to sit high in the neck, with a full cuff of lace; long sleeves with short loose tops trimmed with swansdown.

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  • And if we were dressing in swansdown and fur in 1810. outside in 1817 we were looking like this:

    Archive 2009-04-01

  • I understand that London is buried under snow today, so I am sure a bit of swansdown wouldn't go amiss.

    Regency Fashion - February

  • Our third and last plate makes a nod to the weather: -Round cambric dress; bloom coloured mantle, trimmed with swansdown, but the same colour.

    Regency Fashion - February

  • He has his plaid over his shoulders; she has a fur cloak thrown loosely over her white dress, and a swansdown hood over her head.

    When We Dead Awaken

  • He wants to hurry to a lavatory, a zinc-lined room with a bar of untouched oval soap, a torrent of hot water and a swansdown towel that has never been used by anyone else.


  • Her winter dress — a petticoat of dark silk, with a bodice of black velvet rising to her neck, and enclosing it softly in a little circle of swansdown — heightened, by all the force of contrast, the dazzling fairness of her hair and her complexion.

    No Thoroughfare

  • At this juncture Miss Clarissa Newboy enters in a pink paletot, trimmed with swansdown — looking like an angel — and we exchange glances of — what shall I say? — of sympathy on both parts, and consummate rapture on mine.

    Our Street


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