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Longman Dictionary of Contemporary English
fusty
adjective
EXAMPLES FROM OTHER ENTRIES
▪ A number of young economists, impatient with such fusty arguments, began searching for new models.
EXAMPLES FROM CORPUS
▪ All the old fusty stuff had to be blown away, of course, so we might be nearer to nature.
▪ Dry rot smells fusty and has white cobweb-pattern marks.
▪ So, the artists' shell remains intact, the fusty public image undisturbed.
▪ Standing so close he smelt the fusty clothes and a sour whiff on the old man's breath.
▪ The overall effect was grandfatherly-a gentleman of the old school, fusty, faintly absentminded, and deeply courteous.
▪ The pages were stiffened with age and the tome smelt fusty, like a damp cloth left to dry on a radiator.
▪ There was a cloying fusty smell rising from below, like drying clothes.
The Collaborative International Dictionary
Fusty

Fusty \Fusty\, a. [Compar. Fustier; superl. Fustiest.] [See 2d Fust.]

  1. Moldy; musty; ill-smelling; rank. ``A fusty nut.'' ``Fusty plebeians.''
    --Shak.

  2. Moping. [Archaic]

    A melancholy, fusty humor.
    --Pepys.

Douglas Harper's Etymology Dictionary
fusty

"stale-smelling," late 14c., from French fusté "fusty, tasting of the cask," from Old French fuste, fuist "wine cask," originally "stick, stave, wood" (Modern French fût), from Latin fustis "staff, stick of wood" (see fustigate). Related: Fustiness. Fustilugs was 17c. slang for "a woman of gross or corpulent habit" [OED], later generally in dialect for a big-boned person.

Wiktionary
fusty

a. 1 moldy or musty. 2 Stale-smelling or stuffy. 3 (context figuratively by extension English) old-fashioned, refusing to change or update. 4 (context of wine English) Tasting of the cask.

WordNet
fusty
  1. adj. stale and unclean smelling [syn: musty, frowsty]

  2. old-fashioned and out of date [syn: standpat(a), unprogressive, nonprogressive]

  3. [also: fustiest, fustier]

Usage examples of "fusty".

And a horrible presentiment gripped me, a voice, fusty as mouldering cerecloths, whispered that I should never complete the Ode until I had discovered his fate.

The perfumes of verbena and cymbidium and Yggdrasil entered the room, blending with the fusty, musty odours of the countless leather-bound volumes overflowing from the ancient bookcases that hid the walls.

The yadoya was a very large one, and, as sixty guests had arrived before me, there was no choice of accommodation, and I had to be contented with a room enclosed on all sides not by fusuma but shoji, and with barely room for my bed, bath, and chair, under a fusty green mosquito net which was a perfect nest of fleas.

Next, through another gate of her senses, came a fusty, mucid smell, not strong but pervasive.

The other was fusty and scurfy, feathers awry, and yet of the two, this one appeared the stronger and more vital.

Blinking through the fusty murk of pipe smoke, he breathed in the smells of acid oak casks, unperfumed humanity, and thicker odors of hot grease and chicken meat roasting on spits in the kitchen.

No doubt the fusty Whigs who supported the German who now sat upon the English throne would have wished Brigham hanged as one if they had known.

When accomplishment reports of all combat teams continue to show openness-to-dread, a supplement to Führer-instructions of April 26 goes out to all: "Twelfth Army will manifest counter-tonality to fusty atonality of Reichcapital.

In a small and fusty bachelor flat, while Paris slept towards the dawn, a middle-aged schoolmaster paced up and down the floor of the cramped bedsitter.

They must think of me as a fusty old dragon crouched on an ill-gotten hoard—some gaunt dog-in-the-manger, some desiccated, censorious wardress, a prim-lipped keeper of the keys, guarding the dungeon in which starved Laura is chained to the wall.

But the big downstairs study and the smaller loft where he slept above smelled fusty, shut up, frowsted with long habitation and little air.

The Japanese were up there with the fustiest of British cavalry generals, in preferrring women far behind the shooting line.

The Town Crier, in his fusty costume, stood holding his bell by the clapper, while the makeup man touched up his face for him.