Fitfully

On the shore dimly seen, thro’ the mists of the deep, where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes, what is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep, as it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?

He slept fitfully, plagued by bad dreams and a persistent cough.

The cabin lamp—taking long swings this way and that— was burning fitfully, and casting fitful shadows upon the old man’s bolted door […]

The train for Marmion left Boston at four o'clock in the afternoon, and rambled fitfully toward the southern cape, while the shadows grew long in the stony pastures […]

We shivered miserably throughout the night. Now and again fitfully slept, but the pain of the cold always aroused me.