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(adjective) of a kind likely to induce sleep / (adjective) inclined to or heavy with sleep; drowsy / (adjective) sleepy

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somnolent
somnolence



She would ring him and postpone the next visit, her voice somnolent and weirdly hollow.

—p.46 Phoebe: The Business…So I went round there (31) by Martin Amis
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1 year, 11 months ago


I felt the usual fury, blanketed by the usual somnolence.

—p.59 by Sarah Manguso
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1 year, 6 months ago


With a somnolent underwater motion, she hammered the nail until it perforated the soft wood and joined the two slats

—p.217 by Jennifer Egan
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3 years, 6 months ago


expelled plumes of what looked like steam into the crisp December air, a respite after the somnolent heat of fall.

—p.232 by Lydia Kiesling
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2 years, 11 months ago


the reorganization of the long-somnolent Stockholm Stock Exchange

very pretty

—p.8 The New Sweden (5) by Göran Therborn
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7 years, 10 months ago


I looked at the machine, and found in my throat a curious somnolent voice in which to announce to Bertini:

—p.82 Shoot! (1) by Luigi Pirandello
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1 year ago


Somnolent gentlemanly English firms were sucked into American food conglomerates

—p.2 Children of the Revolution (1) by Elizabeth Young
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2 years, 2 months ago


One minute she was gazing at a mockup of a space capsule, safely surrounded by old, somnolent men; the next, alone in a great, fluorescent murmur of office activity

—p.66 by Thomas Pynchon
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1 year, 2 months ago


It was a soft, somnolent drugging sound, hypnotic

—p.402 FREE WOMEN: 3 (353) by Doris Lessing
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2 years, 9 months ago


The soft and opiate Venice of their prejudices and demands disappears with these somnolent foreigners

—p.204 The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge (13) by Rainer Maria Rilke
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10 months, 1 week ago


Drowse, a tiny town in the north of England, looked, indeed, so somnolent that one suspected it might have been somehow mislaid among those misty, gentle-sloped fields where it had fallen asleep forever.

—p.240 THE POTATO ELF (228) by Vladimir Nabokov
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1 year, 9 months ago