My Antonia

[ an-tuh-nee-uh ]

/ ˌæn təˈni ə /

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noun

a novel (1918) by Willa Cather.

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How to use My Antonia in a sentence

Elsewhere, she tells her inamorata, “It does not matter if you elude my arms/my dear, when thought alone can imprison you.”
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But instead of a witty pop song, we have yet more woe-is-me-feel-my-pain from an overpaid, over-cosseted celebrity.
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Arab-My 1st mother language is Arabic; My Ethnic background is Arab.
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Like, clap-my-hands-together-in-schoolgirl-like-glee over the moon to see it.
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By Antonia Marrero and Adam Grannick for the Moral Courage Project How much does your job matter to you?
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Stella-my-niece opened her mouth showing astonishment and very pretty teeth.
Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 147, November 4, 1914|Various
Jehosophat wished he were as small as Hop-o'-my-Thumb, so that he could creep through the keyhole and never be seen at all.
Seven O'Clock Stories|Robert Gordon Anderson
"Now, you wait and see if someone doesn't try to run off with him before we get home," said Stella-my-niece.
Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 147, November 4, 1914|Various
Then she pointed to a slim object propped against the seat between Stella-my-niece's blue skirt and my own striped garments.
Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 147, November 4, 1914|Various
“Heathcote, the weather is still cool, and we have all been talking of a grand Follow-my-leader run;” began Newland.
Digby Heathcote|W.H.G. Kingston