Prayer would not bring sleep to her aching eyeballs in the night, it would not silence the cry in her heart, it would not keep the Thronging thoughts from her weary brain.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
At these times, fortunately, thoughts of home came Thronging, with memories as tender as are the memories of singing spring-time birds in winter time.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook
The front of the drug store was darkened by the Thronging crowd which pressed against the windows and door-trying to see!
"The Man from Jericho"
Edwin Carlile Litsey