lullabied

Your objection, in reverse, becomes a plea to not be asked to do any work, but instead see the church as a place to socialize, to have our hands held, and to be lullabied into somnabulance.

Philocrites: Uh oh, it's salvation by hermeneutics. 2006

But by the time Sam had been given his water and escorted to and from the bathroom and Sophie had been lullabied back to sleep, my husband was passed out in his boxer shorts, snoring on top of the quilt.

Goodnight Nobody Jennifer Weiner 2005

But by the time Sam had been given his water and escorted to and from the bathroom and Sophie had been lullabied back to sleep, my husband was passed out in his boxer shorts, snoring on top of the quilt.

Goodnight Nobody Jennifer Weiner 2005

But by the time Sam had been given his water and escorted to and from the bathroom and Sophie had been lullabied back to sleep, my husband was passed out in his boxer shorts, snoring on top of the quilt.

Goodnight Nobody Jennifer Weiner 2005

"With horses by the sea," lullabied the doctor, selecting from his black case a hypodermic.

Breakfast At Tiffany's Capote, Truman, 1924- 1958

"With horses by the sea," lullabied the doctor, selecting from his black case a hypodermic.

Breakfast At Tiffany's Capote, Truman, 1924- 1958

It is not often in life that one slips into dreamless slumber on soft grass, lullabied by the night-song of a south-wester in pine trees centuries old.

With Botha in the Field Eric Moore Ritchie

Heine observed nearly a hundred years ago that the soul has her eternal rights; that she will not be darkened by statutes, nor lullabied by the music of bells.

Late Lyrics and Earlier : with Many Other Verses Thomas Hardy 1884

Watching the couples whirl and turn, advance and recede as gently as spirits, knot themselves like house-flies and part again, and lullabied by the faint regular beat of their footsteps to the tune, the players sank into the peculiar mesmeric quiet which comes over impressionable people who play for a great length of time in the midst of such scenes; and at last the only noises that

The Hand of Ethelberta Thomas Hardy 1884

Into this they ran, and there they spent the night, serenaded by the roaring gale, and lullabied by the crash of falling spires and the groans of rending ice.

The Giant of the North Pokings Round the Pole 1859