At last he had her cornered, and the specter was caught behind a curtain of odorous fumes.
He pushed it open, and stepped into the odorous darkness of its interior.
The dinner-table had been set out of doors, underneath the odorous cedar-tree.
It is in the brain that the poppy is red, that the apple is odorous, that the skylark sings.
The odorous breeze, scented with honeyed clover and the perfume of roses, grew languid in its sweetness, and presently died away.
Mutely together they moved through the lonesome, odorous twilight.
Dozens of smaller ones grew on every side, and many of these were covered with the odorous green mantle of the wild grapevine.
The railway terminus will be odorous with garlic and the humanity of Italy.
He grasped the fish and tore it, pushing frantically at his own body with the now-rancid, scaly, odorous mass.
The day came on—glorious, odorous, golden—but we saw little of its beauty.