Enraptured Sentence Examples

Jessi listened, enraptured by the tale.

Natasha knew for certain that he was enraptured by her.

Denisov was looking at her with enraptured eyes.

Almost smiling, he gazed straight into her eyes with such an enraptured caressing look that it seemed strange to be so near him, to look at him like that, to be so sure he admired her, and not to be acquainted with him.

The audience was screaming and applauding, we were totally enraptured.

I must admit, it was quite an ego boost for me to see someone so enraptured with my work.

Anna Pavlovna's circle on the contrary was enraptured by this enthusiasm and spoke of it as Plutarch speaks of the deeds of the ancients.

She later held the children enraptured by her Nutcracker interpretation!

However, there are also plenty of girls who are enraptured with dinosaurs, as well as parents who are more than happy to dive into the ancient past of dinoland and explore along with their children.

If you're more into a long-term commmitment, the RPG-ish story mode will keep you enraptured for quite some time.

Lightning tore across the otherwise silent room, where vamps stood enraptured by the battle before them.

From a story in the New Testament, to the big screen, Salome's infamous dance has enraptured audiences for centuries.

Designers are also enraptured with this fascinating gemstone perhaps more than any other, and it is paired with white and fancy colored diamonds in many designer jewelry collections.

It had n't been too slow a progression from cold to enraptured and the show really flew along.

If you are a natural artist or find yourself enraptured by some other right brain-based passion, how can you survive chemistry class?

Nieremberg has not the enraptured vision of St Theresa, nor the philosophic significance of Luis de Leon, and the unvarying sweetness of his style is cloying; but he has exaltation, unction, insight, and his book forms no unworthy close to a great literary tradition.

That downright, gossiping German princess, the duchess of Orleans, cared little for the Maxims; but she was enraptured by their author, and his "ugly face, all skin and bone, though he laughed and talked quite unaffectedly and easily."

He rode across one of the swaying pontoon bridges to the farther side, turned sharply to the left, and galloped in the direction of Kovno, preceded by enraptured, mounted chasseurs of the Guard who, breathless with delight, galloped ahead to clear a path for him through the troops.