Crossword clues for cresses
The Collaborative International Dictionary
Cress \Cress\ (kr[e^]s), n.; pl. Cresses (kr[e^]s"[e^]z). [OE. ces, cresse, kers, kerse, AS. cresse, cerse; akin to D. kers, G. kresse, Dan. karse, Sw. krasse, and possibly also to OHG. chresan to creep.] (Bot.) A plant of various species, chiefly cruciferous. The leaves have a moderately pungent taste, and are used as a salad and antiscorbutic.
Note: The garden cress, called also peppergrass, is the Lepidium sativum; the water cress is the Nasturtium officinale. Various other plants are sometimes called cresses.
To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread.
--Goldsmith.
Bitter cress. See under Bitter.
Not worth a cress, or ``not worth a kers.'' a common old
proverb, now turned into the meaningless ``not worth a
curse.''
--Skeat.
Wiktionary
n. (plural of cress English)
Usage examples of "cresses".
There is water that way"he indicated a narrow animal trail which went north into thick brush"and there are cresses, or were the last time I stopped here.
I will fetch water and cresses," he said a little more loudly as Gawaine and Ilya came up to unsaddle the remaining horses.
Menolly followed the stream inland, looking for the sweet cresses that often grew where the water freshened.
As Hilma descended into the gravel flats and thickets of willows underneath the trestle, she decided that she would gather some cresses for her supper that night.
She found a spot around the base of one of the supports of the trestle where the cresses grew thickest, and plucked a couple of handfuls, washing them in the creek and pinning them up in her handkerchief.
She imagined herself a belated traveller, a poor girl, an outcast, quenching her thirst at the wayside brook, her little packet of cresses doing duty for a bundle of clothes.
Her hands trembled as she pressed the bundle of cresses into a hard ball between her palms.
She remembered her long walks toward the Mission late in the afternoons, her excursions for cresses underneath the Long Trestle, the crowing of the cocks, the distant whistle of the passing trains, the faint sounding of the Angelus.
And I go to gather cresses in the meadow, The green cress and the golden grasses, The golden moss that gives sleep, And the mistletoe high on the oak, the druids' bough That grows deep in the woods by the running water.