Read full poem →Eye might not endure it, but ear and heart with a rapture of dark delight,
With a terror and wonder whose core was joy, and a passion of thought set free,
Felt inly the rising of doom divine as a sundawn risen to sight
Dictionary Entry
core
Part of SpeechnounPronunciation/kɔː/Word FrequencyCommon (5.65)Curriculum FrequencyLess common (1)Used In Literature ↓The central part of fruit, containing the kernels or seeds.
In a Sentence
“the core of an apple or quince”
Published Usage Examples
“By avoiding the term "core inflation," he could confuse the public about how the central bank thinks about inflation and responds to it, said Mr. Meyer of Macroeconomic Advisers.”
“We use the term "core revenue" or "sales from existing businesses" to refer to GAAP revenue excluding (1) sales from acquired businesses recorded prior to the first anniversary of the acquisition ("acquisition sales"), (2) first half 2010 sales attributable to the businesses contributed to the Apex joint venture, and (”
This entry also appears in ReadingWillow Year 10 word lists, so students can move between the dictionary and year-level study sets.
Origin
From Middle English, from Old French, from Latin 'cor' meaning 'heart'.
Common Phrases
. corevalues coregroup corecurriculum corecompetencies corecore hardcore centralcore inner
Missing dictionary details are being fetched in the background.
Poetry examples for “core”
Excerpts from the ReadingWillow English Library collection.
Read full poem →This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
Read full poem →To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
Read full poem →It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart's deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings--
Read full poem →Here’s armorial bearings frae the manse o’ Urr;
The crest, a sour crab-apple, rotten at the core.
Buy braw troggin, &c.
Read full poem →Gay Pleasure ran riot as bumpers ran o’er:
Bright Phoebus ne’er witness’d so joyous a core,
And vow’d that to leave them he was quite forlorn,
Read full poem →While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.
