a.
a.
Dapples the drowsy east with spots of gray. Shak. [ 1913 Webster ]
To our age's drowsy blood
Still shouts the inspiring sea. Lowell. [ 1913 Webster ]
The drowsy hours, dispensers of all good. Tennyson. [ 1913 Webster ]
a.
Dapples the drowsy east with spots of gray. Shak. [ 1913 Webster ]
To our age's drowsy blood
Still shouts the inspiring sea. Lowell. [ 1913 Webster ]
The drowsy hours, dispensers of all good. Tennyson. [ 1913 Webster ]