As yet the unequal modern conditions were undreamed
of (who indeed could have dreamed of them forty or fifty years ago?
It was on this lady, then, that Mr Swiveller burst in full freshness as something new and hitherto undreamed
of, lighting up the office with scraps of song and merriment, conjuring with inkstands and boxes of wafers, catching three oranges in one hand, balancing stools upon his chin and penknives on his nose, and constantly performing a hundred other feats with equal ingenuity; for with such unbendings did Richard, in Mr Brass's absence, relieve the tedium of his confinement.
Morison could sleep at all in the midst of the savage jungle was sufficient indication that he had changed considerably in the past twenty-four hours, and that he could lie close beside a none-too-fragrant black man spoke of possibilities for democracy within him yet all undreamed
That Alexander should have spoiled his table, taken his money, stayed out all night, and then coolly acknowledged all, was something undreamed
of in the Nicholsonian philosophy, and transcended comment.
But what gave immediacy to my decision to move on was a trick John Barleycorn played me--a monstrous, incredible trick that showed abysses of intoxication hitherto undreamed
And to this human interest he adds something more, for he leads us too through "unpathed waters" to "the undreamed
shores" of fairyland.
Even such world-old cities as ancient Aaanthor were as yet undreamed
of when the races lived that built such gates as these.
At that time, winter mining was undreamed
of on the Yukon.
How, as by an enchanted wand, have its scenes been changed, since Chateaubriand wrote his prose-poetic description of it, as a river of mighty, unbroken solitudes, rolling amid undreamed
wonders of vegetable and animal existence.
It seemed to reveal to her an undreamed
depravity in her nature.
Rather was it a pearl, with the depth of iridescence of a pearl; but of a size all pearls of earth and time, welded into one, could not have totalled; and of a colour undreamed
of in any pearl, or of anything else, for that matter, for it was the colour of the Red One.
There was an unfolding of vistas before him, a breaking of the ground beneath him, an upheaving, a stirring, a trembling; he felt himself suddenly a mere man no longer--there were powers within him undreamed
of, there were demon forces contending, agelong wonders struggling to be born; and he sat oppressed with pain and joy, while a tingling stole down into his finger tips, and his breath came hard and fast.