Curtains
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To dream of curtains, foretells that unwelcome visitors will cause you worry and unhappiness. Soiled or torn curtains seen in a dream means disgraceful quarrels and reproaches.
Inputed by Estella
Examples
- Undraw the curtains, my dear girl,' said Eugene, after a while, 'and let us see our wedding-day. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- He dropped the curtains over the broad window and regal moon. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- A gay laugh from the court rang through the silken curtains of the verandah. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- He shrunk behind the curtains, and called out very loudly-- 'Ha-hum! Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- The sound of a drawer cautiously slid out struck my ear; stepping a little to one side, my vision took a free range, unimpeded by falling curtains. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- A breeze had sprung up, swaying inward the muslin curtains, and bringing a fresh scent of mignonette and petunias from the flower-box on the balcony. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
- She advanced to the curtains. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
- We flew up, and hid behind the curtains, but sly peeps showed us Fred and the students singing away down below. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- Who has drawn those curtains? Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
- She was engaged at the moment in hanging some curtains in the upstairs front bedroom. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
- Motioning them to advance, he closed the door when they had entered; and gently drew back the curtains of the bed. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
- What, then; do I see between the half-drawn curtains? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- I was feeling for it in the window-curtains, when Steerforth, laughing, took me by the arm and led me out. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- The plaster of the parlour ceilings, the paper on the walls, the curtains, carpets, chairs, are still the same. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- I say _whiteness_--for the dimity curtains, dropped before a French bed, bounded my view. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- We waited, hidden from him by the curtains. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
- I could go to church and keep awake in the great family pew, or go to sleep behind the curtains, with my veil down, if I only had practice. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- Between these snow-white pillars hung heavy curtains of azure tint, embroidered with bizarre figures in yellow silk. Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
- I approached the bed; I opened the curtains and leant over the high-piled pillows. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
- She opened her curtains, and looked out towards the bit of road that lay in view, with fields beyond outside the entrance-gates. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
- I had closed the slit between the curtains as Milverton's face had turned in our direction, but now I ventured very carefully to open it once more. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
- The last ray of the setting sun fell on poor Fanny's pale, beautiful features, as I drew back the curtains. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- So far I had not dared to look out, but now I gently parted the division of the curtains in front of me and peeped through. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
- They seemed to lighten in the dark (for she kept the curtains closed) as she moved about the room on velvet paws like a cat. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- Gently with the curtains, please--the slightest noise from them goes through me like a knife. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
- When we are at home here, of an evening, and shut the outer door, and draw those curtains--which she made--where could we be more snug? Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- In addition to this work the construction of tops, curtains and radiators is carried on, and a large space is used for the storage of equipment and parts, such as lamps, horns, tires, etc. Various. The Wonder Book of Knowledge.
- The woman closed the curtains and, with some entreaty and show of kindness, persuaded her mistress to lie down on the bed. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- Presently a bell sounded, the curtains flew apart, and the _operatic tragedy_ began. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- The curtains were drawn, and the warm friendly aspect of the room smote him like that of a familiar face met during an unavowable errand. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
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