What is "filled up"

Usage examples of "filled up".

But in life--as we have elsewhere seen--this inclined plane is angularly filled up, and almost squared by the enormous superincumbent mass of the junk and sperm.

Peacock lived in the weirdest cave on the mountain-all filled up with stuff like mooseskins dyed pink, stuffed armadillos and walls covered with withered morning glories.

Having partly filled a glass, he took from his pocket a small phial, and filled up the glass from it.

The Trifaldi said this in such a pathetic way that she drew tears from the eyes of all and even Sancho's filled up.

As for his physical training, that pretty well filled up the hours between his morning studies at the monastery and his evening studies at home.

Indeed I am astonished how you have filled up, or rather killed, so much of your time.

As it is, the Author feels that there are many gaps yet to be filled up.

Wilcox had filled up, had reappeared, and her track through the dew followed the path that he had turfed over, when he improved the garden and made it possible for games.

The wall also was filled up inside with earth, and there were no cannon in the breaches.

Her day had been quite filled up, and it was for a rest, for a refuge, and to talk about Robert, that she sought out her friend.

And this is where Shambleau began, halfway down a sheet of yellow paper otherwise filled up with boring quick-brown-foxes, alphabets, and things like The White Knight is sliding down the poker.

When the volcanoes have done spouting, and the earthquakes are quaked out, and you can tell what land is going to be solid and keep its level twenty-four hours, and the swamps are filled up, and the deltas of the great rivers, like the Mississippi and the Nile, become terra firma, and men stop killing their fellows in order to get their land and other property, then perhaps there will be a world that an angel would n't weep over.

She found herself on the other side of the door without seeing anything remarkable, but immediately she heard a voice speaking in low tones which startled her as with a sense of dreaming in daylight, and advancing unconsciously a step or two beyond the projecting slab of a bookcase, she saw, in the terrible illumination of a certainty which filled up all outlines, something which made her pause, motionless, without self-possession enough to speak.

Still we were not idle, for seeing that the wooden gates must soon be down, we demolished houses on either side of them and filled up the roadway with stones and rubbish.