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Heat and stench rolled out to bathe me in dragonish breath.
Say what you will of the theater, but it has no dragonish platoon sergeants.
The rocks were nicely warm from the sun and the scenery suited his dragonish nature.
His jaw dropped open in a dragonish smile.
A dragonish odor of burned clay shook him.
Griswold's renewed protest was cut off by a roar of dragonish mirth.
Behind them, one of the dragonish gnyarl hissed.
The dragonish shriek from below proved me right, tailing away into an explosive hiss.
Sleeping on a dragon's hoard with greedy, dragonish thoughts in his heart, he had become a dragon himself.
Behind, the dragonish gnyarl still hemmed them in.
"Sometimes we see a cloud that's dragonish," Shakespeare wrote, never suggesting that a cloud was a dragon.
Chytrine smiled, her teeth now all dragonish pegs.
A large, lumpy dragon, appropriately green, blinking at them in a mild, dragonish way, clearly as surprised as they were.
Lawyer Sampson Brass and his dragonish sister Sally are presented with a clerk.
But there is a dragonish aspect to Coriolanus which Mr Dance has yet to catch.
--everyone wanted to know their dragonish name."
"That's a dragonish trick, yon fire-breathing," said Hugi.
Your dragonish duties; your dignity and pride?'
Gar-loque: A smelly but flavorful bulb of the lily family with a slightly dragonish odor (garlic?)
He falls asleep on a dragon's hoard and finds himself transformed into a dragon by "greedy, dragonish thoughts" in his heart (cf. Fafnir).
But West kept a formidably dragonish WAC posted at a desk outside his door to discourage unwanted visitors.
To Tolkien, with his theory of dragonish 'bewilderment', it meant more likely 'stayed with its possessor', driving him insidiously to greed and cunning.
It was all very well for a boy to go exploring through a lot of dungeony caverns, but for a Princess to be chased by deadly dragonish monsters was not the thing.
Its turrets, seen mistily through fog, made Jager think of medieval epic, of maidens with long golden tresses and of the dragons that coveted them for their own dragonish reasons.
He was half-way through it before he realized what he was doing; for, you see, though his mind was the mind of Eustace, his tastes and his digestion were dragonish.