ice (n.)
- alabaster
- ammonia
- berg
- blast
- blight
- bubble
- calf
- cap
- chill
- china
- climax
- cool
- coolant
- crest
- croak
- crown
- eggshell
- erase
- ether
- fix
- flat
- floe
- frappe
- freeze
- frost
- get
- glace
- glaciation
- glacier
- glass
- glaze
- growler
- hail
- head
- hit
- iceberg
- icefall
- icicle
- icy
- ivory
- jewelry
- level
- lolly
- mahogany
- marble
- matchwood
- neve
- nip
- off
- parchment
- paste
- peak
- plane
- refrigerant
- satin
- settle
- sherbet
- silk
- sleet
- slide
- slob
- sludge
- smooth
- snow
- sundae
- tip
- top
- velvet
- waste
- zap
ice (v.)
- air-condition
- air-cool
- blast
- blight
- bubble
- cap
- chill
- climax
- congeal
- consummate
- cool
- crest
- croak
- crown
- culminate
- erase
- ether
- fix
- flat
- freeze
- freshen
- frost
- get
- glaciate
- glass
- glaze
- hail
- head
- hit
- level
- marble
- nip
- off
- overarch
- overtop
- paste
- peak
- plane
- quick-freeze
- refresh
- refrigerate
- settle
- sleet
- slide
- smooth
- snow
- surmount
- tip
- top
- ventilate
- waste
- zap
ice (adv.)
ice (adj.)
Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a nunnery, go.
But wild Ambition loves to slide, not stand,
And Fortune's ice prefers to Virtue's land.
As soon
Seek roses in December, ice in June;
Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff;
Believe a woman or an epitaph,
Or any other thing that's false, before
You trust in critics.
Yon foaming flood seems motionless as ice;
Its dizzy turbulence eludes the eye,
Frozen by distance.
A gulf profound as that Serbonian bog
Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old,
Where armies whole have sunk: the parching air
Burns frore, and cold performs th' effect of fire.
Thither by harpy-footed Furies hal'd,
At certain revolutions all the damn'd
Are brought, and feel by turns the bitter change
Of fierce extremes,—extremes by change more fierce;
From beds of raging fire to starve in ice
Their soft ethereal warmth, and there to pine
Immovable, infix'd, and frozen round,
Periods of time; thence hurried back to fire.
Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;
To lie in cold obstruction and to rot;
This sensible warm motion to become
A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit
To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside
In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice;
To be imprison'd in the viewless winds,
And blown with restless violence round about
The pendent world.
To gild refined gold, to paint the lily,
To throw a perfume on the violet,
To smooth the ice, or add another hue
Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light
To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish,
Is wasteful and ridiculous excess.