"God is good," she whispered, a sudden new gush of love and reverence in her heart.

It was not given at a meeting specially concerted and called for the purpose, but grew up unexpectedly and spontaneously out of the feelings of the occasion, a free-will offering, the cheerful impulsive gush of free sympathies.

It was not given at a meeting specially concerted and called for the purpose, but grew up unexpectedly and spontaneously out of the feelings of the occasion, a free-will offering, the cheerful impulsive gush of free sympathies.

His affair was to watch the burst of smoke from the fort and then to watch the upward gush of water, almost as light and vaporous to the eye, where the ball struck.

Whenever Walter was near she had new timidity, new blushes, fewer gushes, less impetuosity, more reserve.

As for his versethat formless, fluent gush of sentimentalismit might have passed as an error of his youth, but for poor Leyland's comments on its majesty and beauty.

"Say, the fellows of the brigade wouldn't do a thing but make us mount chairs and read all the fulsome gush about this rescue.

A few bright and beautiful stars gemmed the wide concave of heaven; the air was soft and balmy, scarcely agitating the leaves of the forest trees; the fragrance-weeping limes gave out their richest scent, and the gentle gush of fountains, and the tricklings of the mountain springs, came in music on the ear; and had the traveller been more at ease, the calm and tranquil scene must have diffused its soothing influence over his heart.

'I think the raptures are genuine gush,' said Bessie; 'but that is so much the worse for Arthurine.

M. Necker could not deny himself the pleasure of rendering homage to his wife's efforts in a report to the king; the ridicule thrown upon this honest but injudicious gush of conjugal pride proved the truth of what Madame Necker herself said.

The hostess gushes at us: "Dear Mrs. Gurrage, so good of you to comeand this is Mrs. Gussie?"

In its day this Windmill ground many grists, though its editorial columns were chiefly occupied with impartial gushing and expansive articles on the charms of scenery, fertility of soil, superiority of railroad prospects, admirableness of location, healthfulness, and general future rosiness of the various paper towns that paid tribute to its advertising columns.

Her fine faith smote something hard in him, shriveled it like fire, and all at once, miraculously, divinely, a little liquid gush of lovely joy, of wonderful beatitude began to rise from his heart, to rise and overflow and fill him.

Her anger was no mere gush of emotions, to spend itself and leave her exhausted.

Then a mighty gush of passion Through my inmost being ran; Then my older life was ended, And a dearer course began.

This is very neat: No peevishness there was But a mute gush of hiding tears from one, Clasped to the core of him who yet shed none.p.

The first patriotic gush of enthusiasm had passed away.

A woman here might successively marry all the men whom she might successively fancy, and thus enjoy a perpetual gush of the affections and an unruffled current of happiness.

" "Flatterers, madam?" said Ralph, laughing, "that is true of some of us, but not of me; I am so perfectly sincere, and clad in the simplicity of my nature to that degree, that what I say is the pure out-gushing of my heartahem!"

How the choir rings out its full anthem of sweetest sound, till every bush and tree seems a centre of sweet strains, soft, low, liquid trills, and full ripe gushes of melody and song.

When his son announced his attachment to a young lady living in a suburban villa it was a terrible blow, but if Alfred had told him hard cash in five figures could be settled by the bride's family on the young couple, he would have welcomed the wedding with a secret gush of joy, for he could then have thrown himself on Alfred's generosity, and been released from that one corroding debt.

I did not really want to kill him, yet what was the meaning of the sharp, hot gush of my blood, the fiery thrill along my nerves, the feeling of unsatisfied wildness?

Down they all go in one simultaneous gush, roaring like lions rudely awakened, each of the tawny brood actually kicking up a dust at the first onset.

That loved-one yet is here; and flowers, and songs, And streamsto gush above her own free feet Of stainless ivory,and countless throngs Of birds are living, her pure soul to greet.

And now they pause, and the soft voices of the choir break out into sweet gushes of melody; they soar aloft, and warble along the roof, and seem to play about these lofty vaults like the pure airs of heaven.