umbrageous

How To Use umbrageous In A Sentence

• The autumn birds were singing; the autumn flowers were blooming; yellow golden rod and scarlet sumach glowed in the corners of the fences; locusts chirped in treetops; grasshoppers stridulated in the meadows, one or two of them making more noise than a whole drove of cattle lying peacefully chewing their cud beneath an umbrageous elm and lifting up their great, tranquil, blinking eyes to the morning sun. The Redemption of David Corson
• There I saw the first olive tree ever planted in Australia; the Cork-tree in luxuriance; the Caper growing among rocks, the English Oak, the horse chestnut, broom, magnificent mulberry trees of thirty-five years growth, umbrageous and green, great variety of roses in hedges, also climbing roses.
• The tree has a similar umbrageous habit to other Melia azedarach and will grow to 10m height and 8-10m spread.
• How perfect is the verdure -- how rich the blossoming shrubberies that screen with verdurous walls from the possibility of intrusion, whilst by their own wandering line of distribution they shape and umbrageously embay, what one might call lawny saloons and vestibules -- sylvan galleries and closets. Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Vol 58, No. 357, July 1845
• And wide out-flings, like mighty wings, its arms umbrageously. Rookwood
• The newly-awakened sheep bleated from the hills, and the umbrageous herbage, dropping dew, seemed glittering with a thousand fairy gems. The Scottish Chiefs
• Charming houses stand in the "dells," that is, in the umbrageous cul-de-sacs where the graded streets terminate in bluffs too bold to be penetrated. After the Storm: A Story of the Prairie
• The jungle is the home of giant gums and dense myrtle, of umbrageous fig and tall palm, of sassafras and supplejack.
• But your literary prowess is too circuitously authenticated to admit of any punctilious commendation from my debilitated pen, and under its umbrageous recess, serenely segregated, from the malapert and hypochondriachal vapours of myopic critics (as I am no acromatic philosopher) I trust every solecism contained in this autographical epistle will find a salvable retirement. Life and Remains of John Clare "The Northamptonshire Peasant Poet"
• How perfect is the verdure -- how rich the blossoming shrubberies that screen with verdurous walls from the possibility of intrusion, whilst by their own wandering line of distribution they shape and umbrageously embay, what one might call lawny saloons and vestibules -- sylvan galleries and closets. Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Vol 58, No. 357, July 1845