The low-growling thunder grew louder, setting the scene for the opening act of a major storm far off across the lake, electrifying the horizon.
Thunder growled in the north, then was joined by a strangled call.
Grey clouds loom, thunder growls, rain begins to spatter the kitchen window.
Off in the distance thunder growled.
I was covered in dust, behind a row of roaring motorcycles, my ears numb to the thundering growls, amid hundreds of biker chicks, giddy and hollering, who had journeyed to this remote campground to celebrate one another.
We are briskly brought through the complicated back story in a crisp opening scene that begins with an ominous growl of thunder.
Stone-faced, he strutted to the mound in steady rain while a flash of lightning ripped the sky over Queens, followed by a growl of thunder.
Last night was hot and sultry with bright white lightning, winking and flashing far away towards the East; now and then one heard (I was up about 2am to listen to it) a low growl of thunder and then the rain fell as a steady warm drip," he writes in Oh Beloved Kids: Rudyard Kipling's Letters to His Children, edited by Elliot Gilbert (1983).
It's kind of spooky in the jungle, sweaty and dank, with deep growls of thunder adding a theatrical touch of menace to a shadowy old mule path.
As twentieth-century art works go, "L'Allegro" is a rare thing, a cosmology, with the whole world, or a lot of it--knights, nymphs, shepherds, birds, crickets--coming together onstage while in the pit Handel sets off his own big show: thundering organs, pealing bells, basses growling up at us from the bottom of Hell.
Whereupon there comes a lurch, a collision with something below, a faint vibration "as if the thunder had growled deep down in the water".
