Sonya now was sixteen and she was very pretty, especially at this moment of happy, rapturous excitement.
Her face shone with rapturous joy.
"Yes, thank God!" he repeated, listening to Petya's rapturous account.
Rostov was struck by the totally altered and unexpectedly rapturous and tender expression on Dolokhov's face.
Natasha was in a state of rapturous excitement such as she had not known for a long time.
And Pierre's soul was dimly but joyfully filled not by the story itself but by its mysterious significance: by the rapturous joy that lit up Karataev's face as he told it, and the mystic significance of that joy.
The same happy, rapturous faces turned to the shaggy figure of Denisov.
He mounted it and rode at a gallop to one of the bridges over the Niemen, deafened continually by incessant and rapturous acclamations which he evidently endured only because it was impossible to forbid the soldiers to express their love of him by such shouting, but the shouting which accompanied him everywhere disturbed him and distracted him from the military cares that had occupied him from the time he joined the army.
The boy with the thin neck stretching out from the turn-down collar-- whom everyone had forgotten--gazed at Pierre with even greater and more rapturous joy.
On his first entry into Milan (15th of May 1796) he received a rapturous welcome as the liberator of Italy from the Austrian yoke; but the instructions of the Directory allowed him at the outset to do little more than effect the organization of consultative committees and national guards in the chief towns of Lombardy.
The lofty symbolism of his prose is frequently obscure, but his lyrical verses are distinguished for their rapturous ecstasy and beauty of expression.
Pierre gazed at her with rapturous, almost frightened, eyes as she passed him.
With scarcely any exceptions they all were, or seemed to be, pretty--so rapturous were their smiles and so sparkling their eyes.
She had washed behind her ears just as carefully, and when she entered her drawing room in her yellow dress, wearing her badge as maid of honor, her old lady's maid was as full of rapturous admiration as the Rostovs' servants had been.
The Emperor ceased speaking, the crowd began pressing round him, and rapturous exclamations were heard from all sides.