Lumpish

The Sprite […] lifting vp his lompiſh head, vvth blame / Halfe angrie asked him, for vvhat he came.

It ſeems to me that mere unmixed uglineſs does not ariſe from ſharp angles, or from any ſudden variation, but rather from that want of form, that unſhapen lumpiſh appearance, vvhich, perhaps, no one vvord exactly expreſſes; a quality that never can be miſtaken for beauty, never can adorn it, and vvhich is equally unconnected vvith the ſublime and the pictureſque.

Thus, also, you pass from the lumpish grub in the earth to the airy and fluttering butterfly.

The lumpish, irregular totems crafted by this American sculptor [Rachel Harrison] were outfitted here with that most contemporary and most loathsome of accessories: the selfie stick.

[H]e emerged from some struggling trees, and looked out upon a wild moorish country, composed of a succession of swelling lumpish hills, […]

Continental soldiers looked lumpish beside our lean-bred fellows: but against my supple Nejdis the British in their turn looked lumpish.

But the play's snatches of racy prose do not offset its stretches of lumpish playwriting. Too often both untidy and oldfashioned, it closed after four performances.

He [Baccio Bandinelli] is otherwise best known for the lumpish statue of Hercules and Cacus that still stands outside the Palazzo [Vecchio], a desperate and failed attempt to rival the greatness of his nemesis [Michelangelo].