Local farmers traded their surplus soyles at the weekly market.

The falcon stooped, its eyes fixed on the trembling soyle in the grass.

Before planting, the farmer inspected the soyle to judge its fertility.

He swore he would never soyle his hands with ill-gotten gold.

After years of neglect, the soyl had lost much of its fertility.

The gardeners were soyling the beds with a new microbial mix when the rain began.

For the trial, the farmers soyled a third of the land to observe the effect on soil fertility.