hoarse

Outside a metro station, 18-year-old high school students Tomas Hernanz and Martin Pena still had hoarse voices after hours of chanting.

From Barron's ● Jul. 20, 2026

But the most notable aspect of the president’s hoarse and breathy address was what he didn’t say.

From Slate ● Jul. 17, 2026

Palme d’Or winners and catwalk icons gather in the private boxes while shirtless ultras sing themselves hoarse behind the goals.

From The Wall Street Journal ● Jan. 4, 2026

She updated her followers in a later post by saying she was "a bit hoarse, but all is good".

From BBC ● Nov. 24, 2025

As I felt myself being pulled into the grass, I heard a hoarse whisper.

From "Lost Boy, Lost Girl" by John Bul Dau

But the enthusiasm of the crowd remained undiminished, with fans staying on their feet and singing, their voices growing hoarser, through all nine innings.

From The Wall Street Journal ● Aug. 24, 2018

The young man bemused by the absurdities of civilization comes on now like a comic equivalent of an Old Testament Prophet, harsher and hoarser and invigorated with age.

From Los Angeles Times ● Sep. 18, 2017

Rufus Sewell stars as Zen, looking very Italian, but sounding exactly like Rufus Sewell, only hoarser.

From The Guardian ● Jan. 3, 2011

Costello winced, and his voice got suddenly hoarser.

From Time Magazine Archive

Throughout the night, his breathing grew hoarser and his skin was damp.

From "Where the Mountain Meets the Moon" by Grace Lin

Soon, she would be holding Luna’s hand for the last time, touching her face for the last time—speaking her words of love in the hoarsest of whispers.

From "The Girl Who Drank the Moon" by Kelly Barnhill

"That's a Blazing strange answer, too," said he, at his hoarsest.

From A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens

But vain was all their hoarsest bass, Their old experience out of place, And spite of croaking and entreating, The vote was carried in marsh-meeting.

From The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell by James Russell Lowell

The hoarsest note of M. De Banville’s lyre is that discordant one struck in the “Idylles Prussiennes.”

From Essays in Little by Andrew Lang

As soon as the tune was raised, Ned struck in, with one of the loudest, hoarsest, and most discordant voices that ever annoyed a solemn assembly.

From Southern Literature From 1579-1895 A comprehensive review, with copious extracts and criticisms for the use of schools and the general reader by Louise Manly