The sun to-day, and the great, whopping white clouds all bellied out, made me feel inside quite a bright young dog wriggling its body in ecstatic delight let loose upon the green sward.
Beethoven's Fifth Symphony This symphony always works me up into an ecstasy; in ecstatic sympathy with its dread fulness I could stand up in the balcony and fling myself down passionately into the arena below.
Then in the finale bursts forth the great cry of identity, in the one case the yearning to be all the crowd, in both thatecstatic gesture of the individual yearning for infinity.
For everything the individual has lost is stored in it, great heroism and ecstatic enthusiasm.
Here all contrasts sing together in a harmony without a flaw; the last enmity between man and Nature here becomes the ecstatic feeling of man's godhead.
That too is Verhaeren's ecstatic cry at this hour.
Greatness in this new sense can only arise by ecstatic admiration.
She had not much time for lamentation, for, through the handshakings of Phil and the ecstatic demonstrations of his cousin, Jack's handsome eyes sought and found hers.
Though my book I seem to scan In a rapt ecstatic way, Like a literary man Who despises female clay, I hear plainly all they say, Twenty love-sick maidens they!
To your bright rays We never grudge Ecstatic praise.
To the ecstatic visionaries who live, as his old friend lived, so cut off from their natural selves as to be unconscious of their physical body, these are the delights of paradise, seen through the eyes of mystics.
The Captain sighed a long, ecstatic sigh and rose, the after-glow still shining on his face.
This image was associated in my brain with that of Shakespeare; in ecstatic dreams I met both of them, saw and spoke to them, and on awakening found myself bathed in tears.
In contrast to Sassaroli's repulsive figure, Weber's really refined, delicate, and intellectual appearance excited my ecstatic admiration.
Such were the ideas which the experience of the outgoing and elder clergyman taught him to entertain as to the ecstatic piety of his younger brother.
In the few remaining lucid moments of his genius he worked at the second part of 'Dead Souls,' but destroyed what he had written in the moments of ecstatic remorse which followed.
It is not the doctrine of the soul's oneness with God as the One Absolute Being, and the reality of the soul's ecstatic communion with Him.
Ecstatic joy is the dominant note of Sufism, a joy which was of other-worldly origin, and compatible with the deepest tranquillity, and by which we are made like to the Ever-rejoicing One.
In this Jesus Paul lived, and had a constant ecstaticjoy in the everlasting divine work of creation.
The tiny hylodes, the smallest of our frogs, is fairly ecstatic now, and, were there no other voices to be heard, this creature alone would dispel all feeling of loneliness.
All depends upon the food-supply, and a feast in winter is followed by a merry heart as surely as a successful wooing in May results in ecstatic song.
In the exaltation of spirit in which that community lived, persecution would seem only a superficial ill, without which their happiness would have been tooecstatic for permanent spiritual health.
We hear nothing of religious transport or ecstatic devotion.
For the stubborn infant to hear it, and to stop, with his eyes fixed in ecstatic contemplation of no one knew what, was the same thing.
He spent much time buried in such thoughts, in ecstatic contemplation of the horizons, brought up before him by the frequent and long turns that they took in the carriage.
It may still harbour artists who lead a mystic, ecstatic existence, but we met none of them.
This mood of ecstaticabsorption is never outlived; the miracle operates whenever a visit is made to the shrine.
We, in the modern world, are ready enough to admit that when it is applied to some problem of monasticism or of an ecstatic life.
The most flippant lyric poet might write a pretty poem about lambs; but it requires something bolder and graver than a poet, it requires an ecstatic prophet, to talk about the lion lying down with the lamb.
And then he was pierced to the marrow as by an icy wind; he heard an ecstatic voice ejaculating “Isn’t it beautiful?
Nature stood on tiptoe, ready for carnival, waiting for the opening measures of the ecstatic music of life's renewal.
