I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like
pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet.
She could not work on such a day, nor weave fancies to stir her
pulses and warm her blood.
The
pulse of the old militia-man throbs with pride as he thinks of the trust you have placed in him, and vows to deserve it.
Yet even now Tess felt the
pulse of hopeful like still warm within her; she might be happy in some nook which had no memories.
Confess, Marianne, is not there something interesting to you in the flushed cheek, hollow eye, and quick
pulse of a fever?"
"I will wager that there isn't one of them has a
pulse so vigorous as yours."
A FOX invited a Crane to supper and provided nothing for his entertainment but some soup made of
pulse, which was poured out into a broad flat stone dish.
Whilst saying this, he felt the
pulse of his patient.
All existence seemed to beat with a lower
pulse than her own, and her religious faith was a solitary cry, the struggle out of a nightmare in which every object was withering and shrinking away from her.
Doctor Walker kneeled beside her, and passed his left hand over her head, while he grasped her
pulse with the right.
I felt my
pulse. I could not at first feel any
pulse at all.
She waited, she knew not for what, panting, with dry, burning lips, a leaping
pulse, and a fever of expectancy in all her blood.