It was a beautiful cameo of Alcibiades, with the quiver and bow of Eros.
She worked as if for dear life, but every quiver of her back told that she was listening.
Not a sound disturbed the oppressive quiet, not the quiver of a twig.
He was erect, pale and handsome, and his words came without a quiver.
There must have been a dimness in his eyes and a quiver to his wide-lipped, ...