"Revery" Quotes from Famous Books
... had set and it wanted only two hours of dawn when Conscience roused herself from her revery to say, "It's the next gate—on ... — The Tyranny of Weakness • Charles Neville Buck
... there is where it began." In the midst of her revery she left the room the two were sleeping in and sat down again at the open window and gazed out ... — The German Classics Of The Nineteenth And Twentieth Centuries, Volume 12 • Various
... their exhalations were supposed to inspire with prophecy, and to breathe of the god. The gloom of caverns, naturally the brooding-place of awe, was deemed a fitting scene for diviner revelations—it inspired unearthly contemplation and mystic revery. Zoroaster is supposed by Porphyry (well versed in all Pagan lore, though frequently misunderstanding its proper character) to have first inculcated the worship of caverns [37]; and there the early priests held a temple, and primeval philosophy its retreat ... — Athens: Its Rise and Fall, Complete • Edward Bulwer-Lytton
... across the abyss to you. While you sit musing or murmuring in your rapture, two mandolins and a guitar smilingly intrude, and after a prelude of Italian airs swing into strains which presently, through your revery, you recognize as "In the Bowery" and "Just One Girl," and the smile of the two mandolins and the guitar spreads to a grin of sympathy, and you are no longer at the Cafe Sibylla in Tivoli, but in your own Manhattan on some fairy roof-garden, ... — Roman Holidays and Others • W. D. Howells
... go. It was a huge, Gargantuan laugh. Waking or sleeping it was always with me, whirring and jarring across my heart-strings like an enormous rasp. At break of day it came whooping across the fields to spoil my pleasant morning revery. Under the aching noonday glare, when the green things drooped and the birds withdrew to the depths of the forest, and all nature drowsed, his great "Ha! ha!" and "Ho! ho!" rose up to the sky and challenged the sun. And at black midnight, from the lonely cross-roads where he turned ... — Moon-Face and Other Stories • Jack London
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