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Correct spelling for MINTUNCE
We think the word mintunce is a misspelling. It could be just an incorrect spelling of the words which are suggested below. Review the list and pick the word which you think is the most suitable. For your convenience, we put a usage example below each word
Possible correct spellings for mintunce
- Sentence(Definition of sentence)
- Minuteness(Definition of minuteness)
- Intense(Definition of intense)
- Minding(Definition of Minding)
- Penitence(Definition of penitence)
- Sentience(Definition of sentience)
- Mittens(Definition of mittens)
- Monotone(Definition of monotone)
- Militancy(Definition of militancy)
- Maintenance(Definition of maintenance)
- Mundane(Definition of mundane)
It is the nature of grief to keep its object perpetually in its eye, to present it in its most pleasurable views, to repeat all the circumstances that attend it, even to the last minuteness; to go back to every particular enjoyment, to dwell upon each, and to find a thousand new perfections in all, that were not sufficiently understood before; in grief, the pleasure is still uppermost; and the affliction we suffer has no resemblance to absolute pain, which is always odious, and which we endeavor to shake off as soon as possible.
The prospect of the fight gave sam intense joy.
"for all i know, what montana said about you may be true," returned belllounds, insolently.
My goodness," as the boy spread his blue hands over the fire, "where are your mittens, child?
The girl explained it herself, in her expressionless monotone.
Repeating in concert the pledge to the boys and girls of other lands, the childish voices peculiarly sweet and harmonious in contrast to the raucous and uneven sounds of foreboding from the street, they came in due course to the words of the concession that the oath made to militancy.
"please leave me alone for a few minutes," she murmured.
Who gives you your maintenance, i pray you?
Stuck in the mundane It's Monday, It's Monday and i'm in vain– Monday I'm in Vain by Jakobinarina