awaking

But I was doomed to live; and, in two months, found myself as awaking from a dream, in a prison, stretched on a wretched bed, surrounded by gaolers, turnkeys, bolts, and all the miserable apparatus of a dungeon.

Chapter 4 2010

But I was doomed to live; and, in two months, found myself as awaking from a dream, in a prison, stretched on a wretched bed, surrounded by gaolers, turnkeys, bolts, and all the miserable apparatus of a dungeon.

Chapter 21 2010

It opens simply, with small, sweet notes, awaking from a sleep, much as the game does; and it ends the same way, as the game always does.

Darkesword – Ancient Hero « Morgan Dempsey 2008

Old Yeller shook his head, as if awaking from a long sleep.

The Ferrett, Making Children Happy Everywhere 2004

In this period of life by the mysterious bond between the auditory channel and the motor channel of the spoken language it would seem that the auditory perceptions have the direct power of provoking the complicated movements of articulate speech which develop instinctively after such stimuli as if awaking from the slumber of heredity.

The Montessori Method Anne E. Montessori George 1912

A few heavy-winged insects, awaking from the frost of the night, droned over the piles of crushed winesaps, and she heard the sound as though it came to her across a distance of forty years.

The Miller of Old Church 1911

For there is a delight in awaking after a night in the open that the finest house in the world cannot give.

A Little Bush Maid 1910

I felt at the end as if awaking from a long, placid sleep.

Selections from the Letters of Geraldine Endsor Jewsbury to Jane Welsh Carlyle 1892

'Dissenter?' echoed Esther, the word awaking a long train of old associations; and for a moment her thoughts wandered back to them.

A Red Wallflower Susan Warner 1852

Birds, too, awaking from a short winter's silence, pour forth their amorous lays, filling glade and grove with music, that does not end with the day; for the mock-bird, taking up the strain, carries it on through the hours of night; so well counterfeiting the notes of his fellow-songsters, one might fancy them awake -- still singing.

The Death Shot A Story Retold Mayne Reid 1850