Слово "thrill". Англо-русский словарь Мюллера

♪ Then why do I thrill?

His plain hat, and gloves on a sideboard, and the idea that the owner was away, caused Jos I don't know what secret thrill of pleasure. "HE won't be troubling me this morning," Jos thought, "with his dandified airs and his impudence."

Though all humanity be still enclosed in the shops, the thrill runs abroad. It is in the air.

A thrill of dread ran through him, and Thrower whispered,

There was a thrill in the doctor's voice which showed that he was himself deeply moved by that which he told us.

You can’t think how it thrills me.’

I wish somebody was trying to kill me-that would be a thrill, if you like-but I'm afraid there's not a hope!'  

She hadn't been a sightseer looking for thrills.

I experienced a shock of horror, then a strong thrill of grief, then a desire—a necessity to see her; and I asked in what room she lay.

Always, at every moment, there will be the thrill of victory, the sensation of trampling on an enemy who is helpless.

You can’t think how it thrills me.’

and instead of being thrilled to hear from my friends,

Such was the picture, and he thrilled to the memory of it, wondering if the man could paint it who had painted the pilot-schooner on the wall.

You can’t think how it thrills me.’

‘It is true,’ said Poirot, ‘that nothing particularly thrilling happens in his books.

“Your boy, Arthur, went to bed after his interview with you but he slept badly on account of his uneasiness about his club debts. In the middle of the night he heard a soft tread pass his door, so he rose and, looking out, was surprised to see his cousin walking very stealthily along the passage until she disappeared into your dressing-room. Petrified with astonishment, the lad slipped on some clothes and waited there in the dark to see what would come of this strange affair. Presently she emerged from the room again, and in the light of the passage-lamp your son saw that she carried the precious coronet in her hands. She passed down the stairs, and he, thrilling with horror, ran along and slipped behind the curtain near your door, whence he could see what passed in the hall beneath. He saw her stealthily open the window, hand out the coronet to someone in the gloom, and then closing it once more hurry back to her room, passing quite close to where he stood hid behind the curtain.

She was thrilling to a desire that urged her to go forward, to be in closer to that fire, to be squabbling with the dogs, and to be avoiding and dodging the stumbling feet of men.

The book was closed on his forefinger, and before he turned he was thrilling to the first new impression, which was not of the girl, but of her brother’s words.