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SUNG
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I. (noun)
Sense 1
Meaning:
The imperial dynasty of China from 960 to 1279; noted for art and literature and philosophy
Synonyms:
Song; Song dynasty; Sung; Sung dynasty
Classified under:
Nouns denoting groupings of people or objects
Hypernyms ("Sung" is a kind of...):
dynasty (a sequence of powerful leaders in the same family)
II. (verb)
Sense 1
Past participle of the verb sing
Context examples:
As I waited I heard in the distance a gipsy song sung by merry voices coming closer, and through their song the rolling of heavy wheels and the cracking of whips; the Szgany and the Slovaks of whom the Count had spoken were coming.
(Dracula, by Bram Stoker)
Finally, it was not until after midnight that the four travelers were released at the entrance to Lord John Roxton's chambers in the Albany, and that the exuberant crowd, having sung 'They are Jolly Good Fellows' in chorus, concluded their program with 'God Save the King.'
(The Lost World, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
“Well sung, by my hilt!” shouted the archer in high delight.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
“That will do,” said he, when it was finished, thinking aloud—“you have sung quite enough for one evening—now be quiet.”
(Emma, by Jane Austen)
So they brought in a dirty-looking fellow; and when he had sung before the king and the princess, he begged a boon.
(Fairy Tales, by The Brothers Grimm)
There was a long pause, while a blackbird sung blithely on the willow by the river, and the tall grass rustled in the wind.
(Little Women, by Louisa May Alcott)
The rhythm of “God Save the King” swelled through the babel, and I heard the old lines sung in a way that made you forget their bad rhymes and their bald sentiments.
(Rodney Stone, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
They had sung of love.
(Martin Eden, by Jack London)
If you'll believe me, returned Mr. Peggotty, Missis Gummidge, 'stead of saying thank you, I'm much obleeged to you, I ain't a-going fur to change my condition at my time of life, up'd with a bucket as was standing by, and laid it over that theer ship's cook's head 'till he sung out fur help, and I went in and reskied of him.
(David Copperfield, by Charles Dickens)
And while I sat there and looked out on the still trees and dim lawn, to a sweet air was sung in mellow tones the following strain:—He rose and came towards me, and I saw his face all kindled, and his full falcon-eye flashing, and tenderness and passion in every lineament.
(Jane Eyre, by Charlotte Brontë)
