But day by day the music of Tamoszius' violin became more passionate and heartbreaking; and Marija would sit with her hands clasped and her cheeks wet and all her body
atremble, hearing in the wailing melodies the voices of the unborn generations which cried out in her for life.
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ATremble (Irv); A Craig (Irv); D Barbour (Irv).
So in I went all
atremble. "You've chosen the wrong subjects," bellowed the angry voice from behind the desk.
(12) Connie and Piedade watch as ships arrive, bearing "crew and passengers, lost and saved,
atremble, for they have been disconsolate for some time" (318).
Suddenly an explosive boom set the ground
atremble. A meteor?
The suspension handles pits in the road just fine, but a bridge joint sets the car
atremble. It's more of a hummingbird than a hawk.
When the big dog barks There are exuberances of caution, All leaves on nearby trees
atremble, Birds' fear feathering, a dance Of distant storm fronts, blast Of limbs and trunks Of falling towers of beech And elm, of ash and gum, Cherry and flowering dogwood, All the whites of eyes blued By a torturous afternoon sky, Such independence, such Slaughter, overstatement, Exaggeration, hyperbole, Language all atwist, words Crackling like fallen cable And wire, words scattered All over the rigid air, Texts and terminations, All memories rendered Into prose without repose Or reposition, this whirl, This chaos of order, Of unheeded command, Better, we say, to have Let that dog lie but, We know, the truth will out, And so it will stay, or go.
His powerful tenor voice was immediately brought to the fore, setting the venue
atremble. His fixed posture was testimony to the intensity of his vibrato voice.
These youngsters, outsiders, freaks of the shanty towns, silent and bowed, hands
atremble with secret messages, codes of the new dance, moon-feverish.
The dehydrated tongue shot in and out lizardlike, moistening the thin lips, two front teeth prominent, ball of malt
atremble in hand.
For a sixth sense as boon of my intent I lie in dawns great faculty, Jean Calais, an honorable home, queen of my wit with arms
atremble, indecent comment charming no one, detoured in this testament in sum so you can know the difficulty of others just quarreling with my poem.