Phrases with "minced"

D. H. Lawrence The way she minced and wagged her posterior and went on her toes and peered over her shoulder and kept her elbows in was an admirable caricature. Sea and Sardinia by D. H. Lawrence [1921]

Sinclair Lewis She minced to the settee, and sat just far enough from his hulking side for him to reach over and draw her toward him. It Can’t Happen Here by Sinclair Lewis

Richard Burton The men swaggered, the women minced their steps, rolled their eyes, and were eternally arranging, and coquetting with their head-veils. Personal Narrative of a Pilgrimage to Al-Madinah and Meccah by Richard Burton

H.P. Lovecraft Here, truly, was the apotheosis of The Unnamable. Cotton Mather, in that demoniac sixth book which no one should read after dark, minced no words as he flung forth his anathema. The Unnamable by H.P. Lovecraft [1923]

Before it boils take the saucepan off the fire, and add one tumbler of thick tomato sauce (see Sauces, page 30), strain, and just before serving add one tablespoon of sweet herbs minced fine. Simple Italian Cookery by Antonia Isola

Mary Webb And you’ve watched ’em minced alive. Gone to Earth by Mary Webb [1917]

Charles Dickens It played on no dulcimer here, was crowned with no flowers, waved no plume, minced in no flowing robe or train, lifted no wine-cup, sat at no feast, cast no dice, counted no gold. The Uncommercial Traveller by Charles Dickens [1860]

Ford Madox Ford The horses of the general and Fittleworth, relieved to be out of the neighbourhood of Sylvia’s chestnut, minced companionably along the road, the mare liking her companion. Last Post by Ford Madox Ford [1928]

He undid his waistcoat and produced a large, crushed, newspaper packet; in it were some minced veal, a wedge of Camembert cheese, bread and an eclair, all jumbled together. Down and Out in Paris and London by George Orwell

George Meredith She was not the very strange bird requiring explanatory excuses; she dances excellently, and after the first dance, I noticed she minced her steps in the walk with her partner. The Amazing Marriage by George Meredith [1895]

Rudyard Kipling He minced and mouthed, postured and chewed his words throughout those terrible evenings; and poisoned not only Chaucer, but every shred of English literature which he used to embellish him. Limits and Renewals by Rudyard Kipling [1932]

Elizabeth Gaskell The sergeant asked for pepper and salt; minced the food fine and made it savoury, and kept administering it by teaspoonfuls; urging Philip to drink from time to time from his own cup of dog’s-nose. Sylvia’s Lovers by Elizabeth Gaskell [1863]

Jonathan Swif I wish you both a merry New Year, Roast beef, minced pies, and good strong beer, And me a share of your good cheer, That I was there, or you were here; And you’re a little saucy dear. The Journal to Stella by Jonathan Swif

Then a layer of mushrooms chopped fine, then a layer of minced parsley. Simple Italian Cookery by Antonia Isola

I am no longer Miss Chalk. I am Mrs. Everty.” So she had married Mr. Everty after all! She minced along between us in her silk gown, her hands in her ermine muff that looked made for a doll. Our First Term at Oxford by Ellen Wood [1873]

William Makepeace Thackeray Do you believe in the story of the little boy and the sausages? Have you swallowed that little minced infant? Have you devoured that young Polonius? Upon my word you have maw enough. Roundabout Papers by William Makepeace Thackeray [1860-63]

Lord Chelford plainly thought more than he cared to say; and his mother, who never minced matters, said perhaps more than she quite thought. Wylder’s Hand by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Language was not minced by the assailants, and still less by the defenders. Henrik Ibsen by Edmund Gosse

It kept slipping and he trod on its tail, the while he minced delicately to avoid the sharper stones. Castle Gay by John Buchan [1930]

D. H. Lawrence He made his great bow, and they minced past, daughters of dog-fish, pesce-carne, no doubt. Sea and Sardinia by D. H. Lawrence [1921]

A very pretty woman, tall and slender was she, and she minced as she walked, and coquetted with her head, and, altogether contrived to show that she had quite as much vanity as brains. East Lynne by Ellen Wood [1861]

When Zephyrin raised his head, he watched Rosalie while she took some flour, minced some parsley, or salted and peppered some dish, his eyes betraying the while intense interest. A Love Episode by Émile Zola [1878]