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Land facing a street or river
Answer for the clue "Land facing a street or river ", 8 letters:
frontage
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Word definitions for frontage in dictionaries
Douglas Harper's Etymology Dictionary
Word definitions in Douglas Harper's Etymology Dictionary
1620s, from front (n.) + -age .
Wikipedia
Word definitions in Wikipedia
Frontage is the boundary between a plot of land or a building and the road onto which the plot or building fronts. Frontage may also refer to the full length of this boundary. This length is considered especially important for certain types of commercial ...
The Collaborative International Dictionary
Word definitions in The Collaborative International Dictionary
Frontage \Front"age\, n. The front part of an edifice or lot; extent of front.
WordNet
Word definitions in WordNet
n. the extent of the front of shop or plot of land (as along a street or river etc) the direction in which something (such as a building) faces the face or front of a building [syn: facade , frontal ]
Longman Dictionary of Contemporary English
Word definitions in Longman Dictionary of Contemporary English
noun COLLOCATIONS FROM CORPUS ■ NOUN river ▪ The whole of the Main Street and the river frontage has been made into a conservation area. ▪ Davis regained his lease to the river frontage , but this was quickly seized by the sheriff for non-payment of debt. ...
Usage examples of frontage.
The village consists of two short streets, 8 feet wide composed entirely of yadoyas of various grades, with a picturesquely varied frontage of deep eaves, graceful balconies, rows of Chinese lanterns, and open lower fronts.
I felt that I had only to look behind the frontages of the houses to discover that they were made of hardboard and plaster.
To go to Paris, however, was hardly more attractive than to remain at Havre, for Bernard had a lively vision of the heated bitumen and the glaring frontages of the French capital.
The mew with its granite setts takes them away from the tower blocks and maisonettes to a world of gentrified Victorian cottages converted from stables, and flat-roofed, architect-designed houses in wood and yellow brick, with living room windows on the first floor extending the width of the frontage.
The higgledly-piggledy line of the village houses with their uneven roof lines, crooked chimneys, thatch or slate roofs and pargeted or brick frontages, every detail deeply familiar, stood serenely unchanged.
A long frontage of lamp-lit quays was on our left, with here and there the vague hull of a steamer alongside.
The quays stretched away showing double rows of those luminous beads whose reverberation glimmered on the nearer frontages.
The frontage of the shoppe on the alley had seemed only twenty feet across, but here inside it was easily ten times as wide.
Hologram adverts swarmed up the frontage of the ground level shops, bright fantasy worlds and beautiful people shining enticingly.
The hold was configured for rapid assaults: instead of a single hatch across the entire frontage, worked by a screw jack, the hold had six paired clamshell doors that sprang open under the action of powerful hydraulic rams.
Home was a little behind the main frontage of Grozny, so to speak, a T-shaped pocket, a pleasantly lit little dead-end street called Grozny Close, which protected its hundred or so apartments from the traffic and rush and the slightly higher crime rate of Grozny Street proper.
The mew with its granite setts takes them away from the tower blocks and maisonettes to a world of gentrified Victorian cottages converted from stables, and flat-roofed, architect-designed houses in wood and yellow brick, with living room windows on the first floor extending the width of the frontage.
On Sunday morning I went to the smiddy that used to be a mile up the road here to get some keys I had ordered, and I was coming back along the frontage with the keys in my hand, and when I struck the river about half-a-mile above here the first thing that caught my eye was a canoe, with a couple of oars in it, sailing along on its own account.
So instead of going back to the stage at which he had landed, he walked on towards the fascinating rosy frontage of the Ducal Palace, and the lofty red-brick tower of the Campanile, with its white arcades and pointed crest jutting high above the roofs from the still invisible square beyond.
Barred and shuttered frontages that might or might not be rolled up for business during daylight hours, steam rising from a grate in the side of the street like something alive.