What is "wrappe"

Usage examples of "wrappe".

Most of England had been transformed into a winter fairyland that year, and Coltrane House, a magnificent estate located in Lincolnshire, resembled a Christmas package wrapped up in new-fallen snow.

She wrapped the small enamel pot with white towels while it was still hot and handed it to my mother to bring to Mercer Hospital for Sam.

Once again she carried a warm pot of soup wrapped in towels, this time to her father.

The women washed her, laid her on the floor, wrapped in a white shroud, placed seven candles around her body, and sat with her through the night.

Oriental enamel vases, brass bowls and stale rye bread wrapped in newspaper littered the top shelf.

By day I was in command, but at night, wrapped in Silence, I had the heart of a frightened child.

Each night he collected our dinner scraps, wrapped them carefully in the Daily News, separate from the brown-bagged garbage, and went to feed the cats in the alley.

Levy, in matriarchal splendor, wrapped her graying black hair into a tight knot on the back of her head.

One was very tall and thin, with his skinny legs wrapped in dark green hose.

Somehow, he was between her legs, legs she had curled around him, wrapped around him.

The old tutor wrapped his long scarf more tightly around his thin throat, then smiled sadly.

He looked over at the couch, to where the man lay in an untidy heap, his right leg in a rude splint, his head wrapped in bloody bandages.

As she surveyed that lofty edifice, which seemed to shrink from observation in the deep recesses of the wood, her imagination dwelt with horror upon the miseries of war, which rendered necessary those impenetrable fortresses, those massy walls that spoke of murder and imprisonment, in which the proud possessor, wrapped in selfish security, listened to the cry of anguish and the groan of death with sullen apathy.

It was a moment sacred to meditation, and wrapped in sublime contemplations, she beheld the deepening veil of the twilight, which had just shaded the meek blue of the heavens, stealing upon the surrounding scenery.

As the residence of the lovely Laurette, scenes that might otherwise have been contemplated without any extraordinary emotions, excited an interest in his breast, and he wandered about the castle, wrapped in that pleasing kind of melancholy which is peculiar to refined and cultivated minds.