A gentle joyousness
--a mighty mildness of repose in swiftness, invested the gliding whale.
For weeks he would not go there, would forget the hideous painted thing, and get back his light heart, his wonderful joyousness
, his passionate absorption in mere existence.
In my various wanderings through the vale, and as I became better acquainted with the character of its inhabitants, I was more and more struck with the light-hearted joyousness
that everywhere prevailed.
Nor shall you know at what minute the hand will reach out through the darkness and the silence with the keen dagger that shall rob you of your last chance to win again the warmth and the freedom and joyousness
of the outer world.
After the first feeling of perplexity aroused in the parents by Berg's proposal, the holiday tone of joyousness
usual at such times took possession of the family, but the rejoicing was external and insincere.
of their voices drew the others in the house upstairs, where for more than an hour my mother was the centre of a merry party and so clear of mental eye that they, who were at first cautious, abandoned themselves to the sport, and whatever they said, by way of humorous rally, she instantly capped as of old, turning their darts against themselves until in self-defence they were three to one, and the three hard pressed.
Before, he had hunted in play, for the sheer joyousness
of it; now he hunted in deadly earnestness, and found nothing.
They have not the stately grandeur of his later works, but they are natural and easy, and at times full of a joyousness
which we never find in him again.
434-437) So did they turn, with hearts at one, greatly cheer each the other's soul and spirit with many an embrace: their heart had relief from their griefs while each took and gave back joyousness
So said John Browdie, rubbing his hands with great joyousness
, and looking round him with a ruddy shining face, quite in keeping with the declaration.
Just as in the drama, therefore, something of the Elizabethan spirit remains in the lyric poetry; yet here also before many years there is a perceptible change; the Elizabethan spontaneous joyousness
largely vanishes and is replaced by more self-conscious artistry or thought.
There is such a thing as a silence full of light and gladness; on a bright day there is a certain joyousness
about the slightest sound, but in such dreary weather nature is not silent, she is dumb.