How impossible was it to sleep, in the exuberant possession of such blessedness!
'So far as I could see, all the world displayed the same exuberant richness as the Thames valley.
The real Soudan, known to the statesman and the explorer, lies far to the south--moist, undulating, and exuberant.
Further south and nearer the Equator the forests and marshes become exuberant with tropical growths, and the whole face of the land is moist and green.
The triumphant Khalifa was cheered by his mighty host, who pressed upon him in their exuberant loyalty until he was almost crushed.
For when many joy together, each also has more exuberant joy forthat they are kindled and inflamed one by the other.
Won’t he become exuberant, won’t he lose himself to pleasure and power, won’t he repeat all of his father’s mistakes, won’t he perhaps get entirely lost in Sansara?”
To-night he was brooding over this, the moon shining down into the grounds with an exuberant, sensuous luster.
The great wall of vegetation, an exuberant and entangled mass of trunks, branches, leaves, boughs, festoons, motionless in the moonlight, was like a rioting invasion of soundless life, a rolling wave of plants, piled up, crested, ready to topple over the creek, to sweep every little man of us out of his little existence.
At such times the more exuberant among them called out in an excited manner on our emergence round some corner of expectancy, “Here they come!” “
The usually exuberant Mike trotted in silence, close to his master's heels, and now and then cast suspicious glances aloft at the tall spectre things which he knew to be trees.
The satisfaction of the former took a characteristically exuberant form.
But exuberant as the latter was in matters non-important, there was an under-vein of caution running through her disposition, and like a wise woman she held her tongue, even to her neighbours and intimates.
Two thoughts flashed through my mind, exuberant assurance that this latest discovery cleared Helen completely.
It is entirely to this exuberant vegetation that coal owes its origin.
The temple at Belur, an eleventh-century masterpiece completed during the reign of King Vishnuvardhana, is unsurpassed in the world for its delicacy of detail and exuberant imagery.
One can do no greater wrong to the whole of this exuberant and eccentric movement (which was really youthfulness, notwithstanding that it disguised itself so boldly, in hoary and senile conceptions), than to take it seriously, or even treat it with moral indignation.
Thus, for instance, the truly philosophical combination of a bold, exuberant spirituality which runs at presto pace, and a dialectic rigour and necessity which makes no false step, is unknown to most thinkers and scholars from their own experience, and therefore, should any one speak of it in their presence, it is incredible to them.