3 Metaphors for throb

A living spirit throbs everywhere, palpable, audible, full of sweetness and sadness immeasurablesadness that is only a more secret joy.

"Woe worth the hour when it is crime To plead the poor dumb bondman's cause, When all that makes the heart sublime, The glorious throbs that conquer time, Are traitors to our cruel laws.

Their throbs and ripples and changes are our music and poetry, and their bursting is our endless repose.

3 Metaphors for  throb