She stood unobserved and absorbed, Glorying openly in the rapture that had run subterraneously all day.
"Night and Day"
Virginia Woolf
The stitchwort fell to the ground, and they walked on together, with Helen, Circe-like, transforming the meek, studious, elderly man by her side, so that he was ready to obey her slightest whim, eagerly trying the while to explain each object upon which her eye seemed to rest; while she, Glorying in her new power, led him on and on, with soft word, and glance, and sigh.
"One Maid's Mischief"
George Manville Fenn
And I long with a love that is born of tears For the wild fresh life, and the Glorying fears, For the quest and the mystery.
"A Woman's Love Letters"
Sophie M. Almon-Hensley