Phrases with "joyousness"

Robert Louis Stevenson There is nothing more difficult to communicate on paper than this baseless ardour, this stimulation of the brain, this sterile joyousness of spirits. Collected Essays by Robert Louis Stevenson

Like the birds and the flowers, she seemed to recover her beauty and joyousness in the morning sunshine. Lady Audley’s Secret by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1862]

Never till you came was Almah happy with us; but since you have come she has been a different being, and there has been a joyousness in her manner that I never saw before. A Strange Manuscript Found in a Copper Cylinder by James De Mille [1888]

This joyousness and dispersion of thought before a task of some importance seems to prove that this world of ours is not such a very serious affair after all. The Secret Agent by Joseph Conrad [1907]

Anthony Trollope But in a moment all that sense of joyousness which the young man had felt in singing his brother’s praises was expelled. The Duke’s Children by Anthony Trollope

A father will sometimes have two or three of his boys around him; but the joyousness of an Oriental child is all of the sober sort, and never disturbs the reigning calm of the land. Eothen by Alexander William Kinglake [1844]

The vivacity and joyousness of Chaucer’s poetic temperament, however, show themselves in various other ways besides his favourite manner of treating a favourite theme. Chaucer by Adolphus William Ward [1879]

Oscar Wilde There was something in the clear, pine-scented air of that winter morning that seemed to bring him back his joyousness and his ardour for life. The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde [1891]

When I came to the record of Susan Meynell’s death, my Charlotte’s manner changed all at once from her accustomed joyousness to a pensive gravity. Birds of Prey by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1867]

H. G. Wells The mysterious alchemy of mind and body refused, however, to permit any joyousness whatever in the spring. The History of Mr. Polly by H. G. Wells [1910]

Her joyousness departed, her eyes glanced at the singer in a half-frightened manner, and she clung closer to Madame Midas as if she were afraid, as indeed she was. Madame Midas by Fergus Hume