He had passed his opening examinations brilliantly; he had "literary gifts"; he had written beautiful poetry, much of which his mother had copied out, in reverentially slanting characters, in a velvet-bound volume which she drew from a locked drawer.
"The Greater Inclination"
Edith Wharton
He studied her closely, almost reverentially, noticing that her eyes, which upon his entrance had been steady and cool, were now strangely agitated, radiating a dread that seemed to dominate her entire being.
"The Gray Phantom's Return"
Herman Landon
There stood the Asmussen sisters, bowing reverentially and crying buckets full.
"The Song of Songs"
Hermann Sudermann