Wielki słownik angielsko-polski red. nacz D. Jemielniak, M. Miłkowski

(Verb) nadać/nadawać połysk, nabłyszczać; pokryć/pokrywać lustrem;

(Noun) połysk; blask, splendor, polor; kandelabr, żyrandol, wisiorek z kryształu lub szkła; lustr; atrakcyjność, świetność;
adamantine luster - połysk diamentowy;
luster decoration - zdobienie lustrem;
vitreous luster - połysk szklisty;
dull luster - połysk matowy;
dull luster - połysk matowy;

ECTACO słownik angielsko-polski Słowniki elektroniczne Ectaco do nabycia u wydawcy

BLASK

ŚWIETNOŚĆ

POŁYSK

ŻYRANDOL

WISIOR (ŻYRANDOLA)

WISIOREK (ŻYRANDOLA)

LUSTROWAĆ

GLAZUROWAĆ

Wordnet angielsko-polski


1. (a surface coating for ceramics or porcelain)
szkliwo, emalia, glazura, polewa
synonim: lustre

2. (the visual property of something that shines with reflected light)
połysk, glanc, glans: : synonim: shininess
synonim: sheen
synonim: lustre

Słownik techniczny angielsko-polski

połysk m

Przykłady użycia

Przykłady dopasowywane są do haseł w zautomatyzowany sposób - nie gwarantujemy ich poprawności.

Previously it had been thought that the cave had been occupied, on or off, for around 2,000 years. However, the new set of dates generated by Higham shows that these not only cluster round the date of 14,700 years before the present, but that they cover only a very narrow range of about a hundred years or less. In other words, the cave was occupied for only a few generations at that time.
The work itself is careful, exquisite and dark. She has made robins draped across prayer books under tiny chandeliers, lovebirds gazing at their reflections in miniature mirrors above tiny splayed-out mouse rugs, as well as wilting pheasant chicks suspended from resin-coated balloons, which were produced as an edition for Damien Hirst's shop-cum-gallery, Other Criteria. Her later pieces have been more ambitious in scale and production: Departures, the flying machine sold last year, was a cage held aloft by a cluster of birds that included three white-backed vultures. Her new show will include another flying contraption constructed of balloons, a stuffed cardinal and a replica human rib cage. "I considered buying a real one," she admits, "but if it was sold abroad it would have been a problem with import and export."
Bogdanovich says an estimated 250,000 people cycle in London every day, and that one in three people are "interested" in cycling. "But that's still way behind cities such as Amsterdam and Copenhagen. The system should take advantage of the fact that London is a cluster of villages. Hackney, for example, has very high cycling rates â?? 10% of all journeys. Also, the average bike journey in London now is 3.5km, yet this system is largely aimed at replacing short tube journeys in central London. Over time, the system will need to serve both demands."
Nato had hoped that, by the end of this year, a cluster of neighbouring provinces in the north-west of the country would have begun the handover to the Afghan army and police force.
Twitter, Facebook, MySpace and Bebo have all come before it, but Foursquare promises something new. After a decade of false dawns for the industry, it leads the way in a wave of new "geolocative" social networking tools. Unofficially, at least, 2010 has been labelled by many within the technology world as the "year of location". In addition to offering the communal connectivity of Twitter and Facebook, Foursquare also uses your smartphone's global positioning system (GPS) to broadcast your precise location to your "friends" and, should you so wish, to the wider world. Users are encouraged to "check in" on their phone whenever they arrive at a point of interest â?? a shop, a cafe, a museum, a nightclub, an office â?? so that fellow users know where they are. A great way supposedly to see if any of your friends are around and about. Glance down at your phone and â?? as I did with Louise â?? see the names of all the other users around you within a mile or so and, crucially, exactly where they are and which fellow users they are with. (I was drawn to Louise because she was in a cluster of Foursquare users â?? albeit still rare, even somewhere such as London â?? and she was the user allowing a stranger such as myself access to the most personal information â?? photograph, full name, Twitter feed etc.) Visit somewhere a lot and you can even vie with other users to become its virtual "mayor". If you feel so inclined, you can also leave a tip or review in the digital ether â?? "hey, order the bacon burger, it's great!" â?? so others following can benefit from your experience.
The atmosphere in the studio is that of a nightclub just before the lights come up. The windows are blacked out, music plays noisily and a man in flannel snakes a bright torch before the camera, creating a halo of white light. In the middle of it all, Konnie Huq stands very still, smiling. The photographer compliments her lack of fluster amid the fuss â?? a make-up artist wipes mascara from her lids, an assistant fiddles with the wires at her feet, and she quietly explains, "I'm thinking: 'world peace'."
Mark Harper, the constitutional affairs minister, addressed Straw's complaints, saying: "All this bluster simply highlights the fact that Labour's MPs do not believe in seats of equal size and votes counting equally across the whole of the United Kingdom."
The sweat is pouring from his face over his shoulder and chest tattoos (one is a pair of manacled hands clasped in prayer; the other says "Fix up look sharp" â?? the name of his first top 20 hit), and down the cluster of scars close to his heart. They aren't the only scars â?? he shows me one on his arm, one on his back and one in his groin close to his femoral artery. He was 19 and had just won the Mercury prize for his first album, Boy In Da Corner, when he was stabbed six times while in the Cypriot holiday resort of Ayia Napa. Both the Mercury and the stabbing transformed his life, but you sense the latter had the more lasting impact.
One of the first food books I bought and loved was the three-volume Penguin edition of Mastering The Art of French Cooking. I worshipped Julia Child as the culinary deity she was so it was awful to pick up her autobiography My Life in France and realise that it's not just badly written but actually unreadable. Her breezy, slangy, quirkiness might have been endearing in the kitchen but it meant I had to quit half way through, conquered by a cluster headache and bitter disillusion.
To a degree I have some sympathy with the resentment, marshalled in a cluster of recent anti-boomer books. Individually, we may not have been the authors of today's flux, uncertainty and lack of social and cultural anchors, but we were at the scene of the crime. The cultural, economic and institutional cornerstones of British life have been shattered â?? and the way our love of fun was channelled is undoubtedly part of the story. The upside is that some of the old stifling prohibitions and prejudices have gone, hopefully for ever. But the downside is that we have become authors of our own lives without society offering us a compass to follow.

They should only be worn by one whose throat matches their own luster.
Powinny być noszone tylko przez te, których szyja dorównuje im blaskowi.

Say it a hundred times and it loses its luster.
Wypowiedz to słowo sto razy, a straci swój blask.

And her luster brought a new brilliance to our hitherto sad house.
Jej blask miał rozświetlić nasz smutny dom.

I may have lost my luster.
Ja mogłam stracić swój blask.

Your eyes and your hair will lose their luster, you'il become a hunchback...
Twoje oczy i twoje włosy stracą blask, będziesz pokrzywiona...