We enter a new worldthe under-world of water, and things that glide and swim; of sea-grasses and currents; of flowing waves that lap about the body with a cool chill; of palpitating color, that, at great depths, becomes a sort of darkness; of sea-beds of shell and sand, and bits of scattered wreckage; of ooze and tangled sea-plants, dusky shapes, and fan-like fins.

That would tell him my whereabouts, I thought, and for some time I lay still with a palpitating heart.

Each sonnet seems to have been wrenched alive and palpitating from the poet's heart.

It was spring, the season of love, and beneath the palpitating stars in the broad heavens, from fields and forests and waters came the murmur of germinating life.

Over all hung the palpitating skies, eternally and exasperatingly blue, a-quiver with light and heat.

Mr. Hepplewhite watched with palpitating heart while they straggled slowly in.

It was, of course, Captain Rust, who had waited palpitating upon the curb for some three-quarters of an hour.

I am convinced that no girl wore her first ball-dress with half the palpitating pride with which Dawson surveyed himself in his captain's kit.

After that I gave her a kiss on her forehead, which she did not feel, and withdrew with a palpitating heart, overflowing with love.

The palpitating heat was terriblethe hottest day that summer.

He got out of bed and tried to finish dressing himself, but a fresh attack seized him, and, his head giddy and his heart palpitating to suffocation, recovering from a momentary faintness, he faltered in agonized tones: "No, no, I cannot; I suffer too much.

In his hand he held the dead man's knife, and with palpitating heart awaited events.

In the meantime she took refuge in the little room off the studio, blushing, palpitating, very much ashamed, though more than half amused, but firmly resolved not to leave her hiding-place nor face the visitor, devoutly hoping, at the same time, that he might not stay long.

The man contented himself by briefly replying "Wisitors," and led Kit down behind a grating, outside which, and beyond a railing, Kit saw with a palpitating heart, his mother with the baby in her arms; and poor little Jacob, who, when he saw his brother, and thrusting his arms between the rails to hug him, found that he came no nearer, began to cry most piteously, whereupon Kit's mother burst out sobbing and weeping afresh.

A quarter of a mile above the heads of the pygmy crowd who watched him the little South American maneuvered his air-ship, turning circles and figure eights with and against the breeze, too busy with his rudder, his vibrating little engine, his shifting bags of ballast, and the great palpitating bag of yellow silk above him, to think of his triumph, though he could still hear faintly the shouts of his friends on earth.

Even if we loved some one else better thanthan those we were married to, it would be of no use"poor Dorothea, in her palpitating anxiety, could only seize her language brokenly"I mean, marriage drinks up all our power of giving or getting any blessedness in that sort of love.

Now the brownish-gray steppes coming out from the fleecy fog of daybreak were palpitating with new life.

Her story had attracted the lawyer with the palpitating interest of a novel of adventure.

They might deceive you, only the other letters, the letters to Ellen Nussey go on; they come palpitating with the life of Charlotte Brontë's soul that had in it nothing of the literary taint.

A smell of dust, of pine wood, of pomade, of burning oil, of an iron stove fiercely heated, a thin, bitter smell of ivy and holly; that wonderful, that overpowering, inspiring and revolting smell, of elements strangely fused, of flying vapors, of breathing, burning, palpitating things.

Mrs. Mountjoy was still up-stairs in her bedroom, and was palpitating with fear as she thought of the anger of the two combative lovers.

On the second day, while the unsated fever was running through every vein and artery, like soldiery through the streets of a burning city, and far down in the caverns of the body the poison was ransacking every palpitating corner, the poor immigrant fell into a moment's sleep.

Breathless and palpitating, she lifted her face.

Ah, perpetrate the deed; Kill me; and drag me, palpitating yet, Before thy judge austere: my blood will be A proud acquittance for thee.

They both sat silent, palpitating with rage, and when they got there he followed her into the lift and up to the sitting-room.