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Word: dreamful (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1880-1889
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...Professor at last broke the silence. "I could sleep no more that night: I had a repelling horror of the thought, - a fear lest I might dream again. I sat there till the cold light of dawn broadened in the east, and the moon slowly whitened away to nothingness. Then I dressed myself, and, stepping out upon the upper balcony, watched the sunrise. As the colors warmed and deepened on the hills, and the broad ocean sparkled and shimmered, - so unlike that ghostly moon-swept sea of my dream, - this sense of oppression grew less vehement, as all such feelings...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A DREAM AND A REALITY. | 12/21/1880 | See Source »

...went up to bed and fell asleep almost immediately, and dreamed about Bertha, as you might imagine. I cannot even now recall that dream without a feeling of horror...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A DREAM AND A REALITY. | 12/10/1880 | See Source »

...seemed to be walking down a long hall, that ever opened before me in an endless vista. At last, far off, white and pale, I saw the figure of a woman coming towards me swiftly, terribly, like a ghost; I, coward enough in my dream, tried to turn away from her. I could stir neither hand nor foot. I pray God I may never again experience that feeling of powerless, supernatural terror. She drew nearer and nearer; and I recognized the face of Bertha Carlin. Then suddenly she stopped, pointed backward; the hall disappeared, the broad sea was before...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A DREAM AND A REALITY. | 12/10/1880 | See Source »

Happy we sat as in a dream...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MASANIELLO. | 11/26/1880 | See Source »

...parted, napped, descended, and met again; but, fortunately for you, reader, not one man had a dream (I cannot lie, for one). We lunched on marron mashe and green fruit, served, expressly for the occasion, from the Brunswick. While lunching, the great question of debate was whether we should keep on walking to Malden or return to Chelsea. Some thought Malden, some Chelsea, nearer. I was sent as a committee of one to find out which was right...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A DIZZY DAY. | 10/29/1880 | See Source »

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