Sentence examples for Deep murmur from inspiring English sources

Let o'er my grave the placid moon shed its soft tranquil light ; Let cool dawn's fleeting splendor shine on my resting place ; Let the deep murmur of the wind caress it in the night ; And if above my lonely cross it stay its restless flight, 'Twill breathe a prayer of peace and chant a canticle of grace.

Crowe astounds with his technical skill — the organ-deep murmur of the West Virginian voice, the rubbing of palm against brow as if to wipe it clean of besmirching thought — and yet I felt almost embarrassed to see him return to the hassled complexity that he explored in "The Insider".

And there are deeper murmurs of change: Rickie Feather, Richard Baldwin and Dylan Thomas handbuild frames and bikes in workshops in, or near, the city, reviving traditions outsourced to overseas factories long ago.

Singing in a deep, smoky murmur punctuated by the errant Gypsy shout, she made every phrase feel ripe with sensuous intent.

Babies cried in the darkness, men's deep voices murmured, and a woman let out an occasional high laugh beside the lake.

And the singer, Attila Csihar, appearing halfway through the 90-minute set and staying through the end, did his extraordinary part in this ritual, singing in deep overtones, murmuring indistinctly and whispering like a dying man.

The 26-minute Sideshow (originally conceived as part of an hour-long epic, the other half of which appears on the band's 2015 release, You've Been Watching Me) juggles staccato motifs mixing quacky sax sounds and deep clarinet murmurs with spacious meditations, culminating in producer David Torn's guitar wails, against Ches Smith's booming timps.

A loop of what sounds like a string orchestra, sliding upward through just one whole tone, runs nearly all the way through "Veil Scans"; around it are warped echoes and reflections, clouds of static, deep bass murmurs, distant voices, eerie keenings.

If a lot of what people are calling deep house exists mere murmur of it's former funky self, then thank goodness the techno scene is keeping things alive.

Stoic performers in sky-blue bowling hats and cloud-print ties rode up and down emitting deep, tonal chanting and murmuring bits of unintelligible poetry.

Make small murmurs (a deep, quietly whispered "Mmmm" works beautifully) and widen your smile to a grin at intervals, to show your girl that you're fully appreciating every interaction with her body.