cold

Having a low temperature.

A cold wind whistled through the trees.

As cold waters to a thirstie soule: so is good newes from a farre countrey.

Causing the air to be cold.

The forecast is that it will be very cold today.

As fruits of hotter countries, transearthed in colder climates, have vigour enough in themselves to be fructuous according to their nature: but, that they are hindered by the chilling nips of the air, and the soil, wherein they are planted.

Feeling the sensation of coldness, especially to the point of discomfort.

She was so cold she was shivering.

Unfriendly; emotionally distant or unfeeling.

She shot me a cold glance before turning her back.

At the end of a week, she could bear the suspense no longer, and so went humbly to her old home and sought forgiveness. She was not repulsed, but her reception was cold; and this hurt her almost as badly.

Chilled, filled with an uncomfortable sense of fear, dread, or alarm.

Yet oft when sundown skirts the moor ⁠An inner trouble I behold, ⁠A spectral doubt which makes me cold, That I shall be thy mate no more, […]

A condition of low temperature.

Come in, out of the cold.

A harsh place; a place of abandonment.

The former politician was left out in the cold after his friends deserted him.

A common, usually harmless, usually viral illness, usually with congestion of the nasal passages and sometimes fever.

I caught a miserable cold and had to stay home for a week

Dr. Jon S. Abramson, a pediatric infectious disease expert at Wake Forest Medical School, has found no medical evidence to support feeding a cold and starving a fever. He is particularly offended by the latter part of the phrase. […] “Always feed both colds and fevers,” Abramson said.

Rheum; sleepy dust.

Who the fuck is this, pagin' me at 5:46 in the morning? / crack of dawn and now I'm yawnin' / wipe the cold out my eye, see who's this pagin' me and why

But I remember this, moms would lick her finger tips / to wipe the cold out my eye before school with her spit

At a low temperature.

The steel was processed cold.

Without preparation.

The speaker went in cold and floundered for a topic.

Two weeks after it closed, he started rehearsals for Cheer Up, a new play by Mary Roberts Rinehart booked into the Harris Theatre. It was to open cold without any out-of-town tryout under the direction of a young Cecil B. DeMille […]

In a cold, frank, or realistically honest manner.

Now Little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep / And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep