It is greater than the stars--that moving procession of human energy; greater than the palpitating
earth and the things growing thereon.
What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating
She was surprised and annoyed to find that her heart was palpitating
violently, and that it was quite useless to try after a recovery of her former animation.
His soul palpitating
with love of art, he painted the models who hung about the stairway of Bernini in the Piazza de Spagna, undaunted by their obvious picturesqueness; and his studio was full of canvases on which were portrayed moustachioed, large-eyed peasants in peaked hats, urchins in becoming rags, and women in bright petticoats.
greyness grew darker; then--though I was still travelling with prodigious velocity--the blinking succession of day and night, which was usually indicative of a slower pace, returned, and grew more and more marked.
She turned me over and over, examined me with palpitating
bosom, and once I thought she was about to kiss me; then, in a trembling voice, she demanded the price.
The mother and Maggie sat at the other end of the table, the one in blank patience, the other in palpitating
As Mars approached opposition, Lavelle of Java set the wires of the astronomical exchange palpitating
with the amazing intelli- gence of a huge outbreak of incandescent gas upon the planet.
And at these words, as if all her strength was exhausted, Milady sank, weak and languishing, into the arms of the young officer, who, intoxicated with love, anger, and voluptuous sensations hitherto unknown, received her with transport, pressed her against his heart, all trembling at the breath from that charming mouth, bewildered by the contact with that palpitating
The latter, his heart palpitating
more than ever, entered the courtyard without dismounting.
He learned also that a bark had been seen far out at sea, and that, like a bird of prey, a royal vessel had pursued, overtaken, and devoured the poor little bird that was flying with such palpitating
He closed his eyes, and immediately a sound of cannonading, of musketry and the rattling of carriage wheels seemed to fill his ears, and now again drawn out in a thin line the musketeers were descending the hill, the French were firing, and he felt his heart palpitating
as he rode forward beside Schmidt with the bullets merrily whistling all around, and he experienced tenfold the joy of living, as he had not done since childhood.