Sample Sentences fordulcet (auto-selected)
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Miss Riley asked in a dulcet voice I had never heard her use before.† (source)
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The noise of silver cutlery on fine china is softened by the dulcet sounds of the string quartet silhouetted in one corner.† (source)
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While Anna's face was still one of the most alluring on screen, audiences who for years had imagined her speaking in dulcet tones were not prepared to hear her husky tenor.† (source)
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Plenty of time, dulcet darling, now don't worry yourself† (source)
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Dulcet, one might say.† (source)
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We thought we heard your dulcet tones.† (source)
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Her name was Michaela, but the men called her filthy things in dulcet, ingratiating voices, and she giggled with childish joy because she understood no English and thought they were flattering her and making harmless jokes.† (source)
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Dulcet verse.† (source)
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Therefore, there was the black leather Bible which I fished out of my suitcase just before the train pulled into Union Station, and also there was the address I inscribed in a large hand on the register, as if to decisively validate my dulcet-voiced and unguentary ministerial bearing: Union Theological Seminary, Richmond, Virginia.† (source)
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The soft, dulcet tones of Chief Schulz were unmistakable.† (source)
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—See how the sleeping out-flung band, touching the bedside candle, remembers pain, springs back and free while mind and brain sleep on and only make of this adjacent heat some trashy myth of reality's escape or that same sleeping hand, in sensuous marriage with some dulcet surface, is transformed by that same sleeping brain and mind into that same figment-stuff warped out of all experience.† (source)
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When they had left him, the boy tried to picture them lulled in the dulcet tranquillity they so often invoked.† (source)
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Mr. Snagsby, otherwise than as he finds expression through these dulcet tones, is rarely heard.† (source)
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The drain-pipe was dripping, a dulcet and lively song: drippety drip drip dribble, drippety drip drip drip.† (source)
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He evidently meant to wait up for Sir Andrew Ffoulkes, but was soon overcome by sweet slumbers, for presently—in addition to the slow ticking of the clock—Marguerite could hear the monotonous and dulcet tones of the worthy fellow's breathing.† (source)
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The voice was unexpectedly attractive; it was the low and dulcet note suggestive of romance; common in descriptions, rare in experience.† (source)
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