What is "luxuriantly"

Usage examples of "luxuriantly".

White roses and daedal creepers, that Miss Carnot had first adorned the walls with, spread now luxuriantly over the lichen-filmed tiles of the roof, and in slender graceful sprays timidly invaded the ghostly cobweb-draped apartments.

English vegetables, trees, and flowers flourished luxuriantly, even including several varieties of the apple, which, generally, runs to wood in a warm climate and obstinately refuses to fruit.

Rocks, brambles and rusted cans filled the bed, although cottonwoods grew luxuriantly on the near bank, tapping the dampness below.

Naked, face upward, her red hair covered by a cap, like a fancy bathing cap fastened under the chin, from which wires trailed to a plug at the head of the couch, lay the magnificent Sally looking more than ever like an earth goddess, a sex goddess, her body oversized perfection, rippling now with periodic contractions that traveled from her toes up fully fashioned legs and thighs past generous hips and a luxuriantly decorated pubic mound to tapering waist and exquisitely rounded and mounded breasts pointing tight, tumescent coral nipples toward the ceiling, up straining columnar throat to a strong and beautiful face, eyes closed, lips parted, breath hastening in and out….

At home their wives and children live in the pastoral surroundings of Bayview, where grass grows in the streets, in Forest Hill, where the wild maztoth looms luxuriantly all the year round, or in Lawrence Park, where cows and sheep graze peacefully on the lawns.

The richness of it, the deep mazarine blue of the northern horizon, the lather of somber, white-tipped clouds lavishing the sky-ceiling, the boughs luxuriantly festooned in every shade of green, the layered wall-hangings of leavesall made it a time for slow and tranquil awakenings.

The richness of it, the deep mazarine blue of the northern horizon, the lather of somber, white-tipped clouds lavishing the sky-ceiling, the boughs luxuriantly festooned in every shade of green, the layered wall-hangings of leaves—.

Her fingers were so very slim and silken dry, so very strong and many, all starting to grip tightlythey were not fingers but wiry black vines rooted inside her skull, growing in profusion out of her cavernous orbits, gushing luxuriantly out of the triangular hole between the nasal and the vomer bones, twining in tendrils from under her upper teeth so white, pushing insidiously and insistently, like grass from a sidewalk crack, out of her pale brown cranium, bursting apart the squamous, sagittal, and coronal sutures.

High in the thick of a dripping hedge of honeysuckle, a wee creature was extracting a tritonic, numinous, luxuriantly perfumed melody from the pan-pipes of the wild woodbine.