Most gloomy

Usage examples of dreariest.

There was the regular drilling for the church services, to be sure: solfeggi and psalms, psalms and solfeggi--always apt to degenerate, under a pedant, into the dreariest of mechanical routine.

I quickly got rid of the money which had so cursed me, and brought my wife to this, the loneliest and dreariest place in the neighborhood, where I forced upon her a life of poverty.

If she quoted, it was from the darkest and dreariest utterances of her favorite Gamaliel.

In the most forlorn and arid and dismal one of all, where the racked and splintered debris was thickest, where the ancient patches of snow lay against the very path, where the winds blew bitterest and the general aspect was mournfulest and dreariest, and furthest from any suggestion of cheer or hope, I found a solitary wee forget-me-not flourishing away, not a droop about it anywhere, but holding its bright blue star up with the prettiest and gallantest air in the world, the only happy spirit, the only smiling thing, in all that grisly desert.

A German daily is the slowest and saddest and dreariest of the inventions of man.

A treatise on sugar-refining (the dreariest subject I can think of) could have been given a more lively appearance.

Koffield had given them a few make-work jobs, and stuck them with most of the dreariest drudge work of plowing through datafiles—but Anton Koffield had been doing all the real work, and there was no sense in pretending otherwise.

Why, when I started in, I had the dreariest, deadliest details imaginable.

She was amused when she was purposely driven through the dreariest outskirts of the city, when queues were pointed out to her, when the continued rationing of food and coal so many years after the end of the war were lamented, when the difference in lifestyles of the privileged and the poor was constantly stressed.

The dreariest jobs were the most revealing: he had forgotten how much he hated New York.

These scarves, so artfully draped, were silk, nothing else would do, and their colours shocked and awakened the dreariest of clothes, the wilted navy blazers that French-women wear or those cheap black cardigans they try to get away with.