Listlessly
['lɪstlɪsli]
Definition
(adv.) in a listless manner; 'they shook hands rather listlessly'.
Edited by Dorothy--From WordNet
Examples
- The step drew nearer, and a guardian in a braided cap walked listlessly through the room like a ghost stalking through a necropolis. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
- My sitting-room window was wide open, and I leaned out listlessly to look at the night. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
- Her footsteps flagged, and she stood gazing listlessly ahead, digging the ferny edge of the path with the tip of her sunshade. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
- After breakfast she wandered listlessly from room to room--then suddenly roused herself, and opened the piano. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
- It seems hardly real when I find myself leaning for a moment on a ruined wall and looking listlessly down into the historic pool of Bethesda. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- Eustacia, who had been sitting listlessly in the parlour, started up at the intelligence and flung open the shutters. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- I withdrew them softly, and they fell listlessly on her bosom. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- I know how listlessly and wearily each of that wretched pair dragged on their heavy chain through a world that was poisoned to them both. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
- In a practical point of view, they listlessly abandoned the matter, as being the business of some other Britons unknown, somewhere, or nowhere. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
- Tom, whose fetters did not prevent his taking a moderate circuit, had drawn near the side of the boat, and stood listlessly gazing over the railing. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- Her left hand still held mine, but her right hand hung listlessly at her side. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
- Thus musing, I listlessly turned over my writing book, half in the humour to address the Prince of Wales! Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- Pray, sir, says Lady Dedlock listlessly, may I be allowed to inquire whether anything has passed between you and your son respecting your son's fancy? Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
Edited by Dorothy