She, too, was athrob with the joy note of spring.
"A Texas Ranger" by William MacLeod Raine
She sank into a chair beside the kitchen table, her pulses athrob with excitement.
"Mavericks" by William MacLeod Raine
One always enjoys play when his temples are all athrob.
"A Friend of Caesar" by William Stearns Davis
Verily, he had been doing desperate wooing in the long winter, for the very depths of her nature were all athrob with love for him.
"From the Ranks" by Charles King
Her chin was held high, and beneath the thin brown skin of the throat the veins were athrob.
"Ben Blair" by Will Lillibridge
The whole industrial system is athrob with energy.
"Society" by Henry Kalloch Rowe
The splendour of the sunset was in his soul and the world was athrob with joy.
"The Root of Evil" by Thomas Dixon
You will write, and your great heart athrob through your pen Shall strengthen earth's weak ones with courage again.
"Three Women" by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
It was this inexplicable dread that set her heart athrob.
"The Spoilers of the Valley" by Robert Watson
He had died just before the battle of Lexington set the western continent athrob with a new national life.
"Joscelyn Cheshire" by Sara Beaumont Kennedy
Here in the sifted sunlight A spirit seems to brood On the beauty and worth of being,
In tranquil, instinctive mood;
And the heart, athrob with gladness
Such as the wise earth knows,
Wells with a full thanksgiving
For the gifts that life bestows:
"An Autumn Garden" by Bliss William Carman