Tremulous

Tremulous on the bladed graſs ſhone bright the pearly drops, like an aſſembly of ſparkling ſtars dancing on the plains of the zodiac; vocal was every bending ſpray, every reed was inſpired, each warbling throat ſeemed to emulate the melodious voice of the bird of a thouſand ſongs.

From the high tree the blossom wavering fell, / And over them the tremulous isles of light / Slided, they moving under shade: […]

The trying nature of his position drove the blood from his cheek, and made his lips tremulous.

[…] Lord Henry Wotton could just catch the gleam of the honey-sweet and honey-coloured blossoms of a laburnum, whose tremulous branches seemed hardly able to bear the burden of a beauty so flame-like as theirs[.]

Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go, / I see her close beside me with silent lips sad and tremulous.

“Thank God!” he cried brokenly, all the pent emotion of the long night vibrant in his tremulous voice.

Light filtered in through the blinds of the french windows. It made tremulous stripes along the scrubbed pine floor.

In the mean time I worked on, and my labour was already considerably advanced. I looked towards its completion with a tremulous and eager hope, which I dared not trust myself to question, but which was intermixed with obscure forebodings of evil, that made my heart sicken in my bosom.