It was perceptible, even there, in the dark old parlor, in the inevitable polarity with which his eyes were attracted towards the quivering
play of sunbeams through the shadowy foliage.
Think of reading Lucy to a class, and when you finish, seeing a fourteen-year-old pair of lips quivering
with delight, and a pair of eyes brimming with comprehending tears!
A pleasant "thank you" seemed meant to laugh it off, but a blush, a quivering
lip, a tear in the eye, shewed that it was felt beyond a laugh.
Indisposed to hesitate, and full of impatient impulses--soul and senses quivering
with keen throes--I put it back and looked in.
The insulted visitor moved to the spot where he had laid his hat, pale and with a quivering
She kneeled down and leaned out of the window as far as she could, breathing big breaths and sniffing the air until she laughed because she remembered what Dickon's mother had said about the end of his nose quivering
like a rabbit's.
He coughed to that extent, and his breath eluded all his attempts to recover it with that obstinacy, that I fully expected to see his head go down behind the counter, and his little black breeches, with the rusty little bunches of ribbons at the knees, come quivering
up in a last ineffectual struggle.
Joe looked at me with a quivering
lip, and fairly put his sleeve before his eyes.
I'll tell you what it is," said Godfrey, quivering
, and pale again, "my patience is pretty near at an end.
In the extremity of his resentment and confusion, his quivering
fingers griped towards the handle of his sword, and perhaps only withdrew, from the consciousness that no act of violence could be safely executed in that place and presence.
Sometimes, by the quivering
of the water, he appeared to move a little, as if he were trying to rise.
ardent sunlight showed him the lines of cruelty round the mouth as clearly as if he had been looking into a mirror after he had done some dreadful thing.
And then the writhing and quivering
of the body became less, and the teeth seemed to champ, and the face to quiver.
My Saint-Bernard-creature lay on the ground, dead; and near his body crouched the Hyena-swine, gripping the quivering
flesh with its misshapen claws, gnawing at it, and snarling with delight.
The peculiar V-shaped mouth with its pointed upper lip, the absence of brow ridges, the absence of a chin beneath the wedgelike lower lip, the incessant quivering
of this mouth, the Gorgon groups of tentacles, the tumultuous breathing of the lungs in a strange atmosphere, the evident heaviness and painfulness of movement due to the greater gravitational energy of the earth--above all, the extraordinary intensity of the immense eyes--were at once vital, intense, inhuman, crippled and monstrous.