Tin Can | dreamingfordreams.com

Dream of a tin can indicate economic losses, misfortunes and gossip.

Sickness. 6.

See Metals.

…shortly marry: if you dream of buying these antiques, it is a sign of poverty: to dream of silver dollars, or bars of silver, used in commerce, is a sign that you will gain money either by a legacy or speculation. Lucky lottery dream numbers – 49, 6. Steel. To break a piece in a dream, shows that you will overcome your enemies; if you only touch it, your position in life is secure; if you try to bend it, and cannot, you will meet with any serious accidents. Lucky lottery dream numbers – 41, 50. Tin. To dream of tin is a good omen and signifies you will marry a rich wife, and make money at business.;;41, 8. Zink. To dream of this metal denotes happiness and prosperity to the dreamer. To lovers it is a sign of success in love affairs. Lucky lottery dream numbers – 43….

That are made of tin or pewter, comfortable ease.

…Dreaming of rust on articles, old pieces of tin, or iron, is significant of depression of your surroundings. Sickness, decline in fortune and false friends are filling your sphere….

…a tight mouthed earthenware container in a dream also means tempting a female worker. If one’s wife is pregnant and he sees himself carrying an earthenware jar that falls and breaks, it means that his wife may die from complications during her delivery or after giving birth to the newborn. In a dream, an earthenware jar also can be interpreted as a hard-working woman, or a servant, though a copper jar represents a noble woman. Ajar of wine in a dream represents woman’s menstrual period. If one drinks from ajar of wine, it means that he will have sexual intercourse with his wife during that period, which act is forbidden in Islam. If the jar is filled with eating oil, honey, or milk, it represents a hidden treasure. The same interpretation applies for a small clay jug, a mug, a cooking earthenware, or a tin pot. (Also see Pot)…

…prospect of being now able to quench my thirst, I hastened to the pool, and, kneeling down, dipped my mouth in it. But alas! Try how I would, I couldn’t drink the water every time I touched it with my lips it slipped away and I gulped at nothing. With a tin dipper, that I found lying close beside me, I tried to ladle the water out of the pool, but all to no purpose ^the water was in the pool, and in the pool it meant to stay. At last, worn out with trying to coax the water into my mouth, and perceiving some luscious-looking plums growing on a tree nearby, I resolved to slake my thirst with them instead. But the moment I touched a plum it changed into a reel of cotton. One plum after another I touched, but there was no exception to the…