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And without human feeling to season it, luxury cloyed fast.
A hush cloyed them as the deep voice fell away.
Together, the beauty cloyed, as if it were something owned and valued highly.
His voice was soft too, a padded sound that cloyed in its assumed sympathy.
On the next level petunias cloyed the mood with their thick sweetness.
The people must dine on novelties after they are cloyed of food."
The barbecue ribs were meaty, but the sweet sauce cloyed.
The air is cloyed with a sweet evil substance like decayed honey.
The danger they had faced still cloyed them.
If the box has cloyed your appetite for the wonders of the wild, prepare to be amazed all over again.
Everything was without taste, more bland than Phimie's hospital food, and it cloyed in her throat.
"It cloyed very quickly," she said.
What struck him most of all, however, was the multitude of scents that intermingled and cloyed the air.
After his appetite had been somewhat cloyed, Prince, shuddering as he did so, passed him a mug of weak beef tea.
Chocolate cloyed in her mouth, her throat.
The eggs and butter and cheese, too rich, cloyed in her mouth, and she could hardly swallow.
And he then, beating his pate, "Down here those flatteries wherewith my tongue was never cloyed have submerged me."
And the smell, damp musty earth that cloyed nostrils and lungs like foul catarrh.
Life offers most to those whose fate lies between these two extremes; they are not cloyed with happiness nor crushed with misery."
The little tugs and hesitations of tempo were pictures of sweetness that would have cloyed had they not been so beautifully managed.
"Oh--" Nourredine shook himself and cloyed to his work.
He had never realized his own strength; and now, his mental faculties cloyed by terror, he only partly appreciated it.
And was he really her, cloyed with her drugs as well as her memories, stricken by her illness?
Even there her vanity- or that self-appreciation which, in its more rabid form, is called vanity- was not sufficiently cloyed to make these things wearisome.