Female caught between happiness and ecstasy

Usage examples of joyce.

Mada Joyce did some higgle ring in the neighbourhood, taking produce from the small holdings down to the market in the coastal town of Annotto to sell and buying any goods the villagers might require while she was there.

And just at that very time, Bimbashi Hilary Joyce, seconded from the Royal Mallow Fusiliers, and temporarily attached to the Ninth Soudanese, made his first appearance in Cairo.

Joyce was a martinet at drill, and the blacks loved being drilled, so the Bimbashi was soon popular among them.

They checked Joyce again and had barely unrolled a blanket beneath her and covered her over, when a couple of medics hastened in with a foldable gurney.

Professor Emeritus Evan Joyce, happily retired at sixty-odd to a decrepit but spacious cottage up the valley with his books, was busily engaged in not writing his long-projected history of Goliard poets, and almost any distraction was enough to justify him in never getting it beyond the note stage.

Emeritus Evan Joyce lived in a rambling stone cottage a little way up the valley, with half an acre of garden, a few old fruit trees, about seven thousand books which lined the walls of all the rooms, and a handsome old desk of enormous proportions, situated in a large window and admirable for spreading out several files of notes, translations and authorities, without actually adding a line to the manuscript about the Goliard poets.

In the organ loft Evan Joyce let loose the peals of glory with immense Welsh hwyl, and all the tunes were the time-honoured best of tunes, so that the congregation could enjoy themselves, as was only right and proper in worship.

Faraday was to make the arrangements with the MoD police, and further ensure that the Tumbril team Imber, Prebble and Joyce were to be turned away at the guardhouse when they appeared tomorrow morning at Whale Island.

He could visualise the three faces around the table: Prebble, Imber, Joyce.

Delia had the night shift, where she was paired with Roy Joyce, a fellow who raised sugar beets over in the valley and came out for the lambing season every year.

Encountering Joyce we savor the long deliberation behind each of his lexical choices, with the result that our own pace in reading slows right down.

Joyce and Lowery were looking at each other, almost like predator and prey.

Joyce was in the center, Professor Lowery was on her left, and Heidi Daniels was on her right.

Joyce was carefully removing layers of muscle with a scalpel while Lowery watched.

Mrs Neame, who stopped her and talked to her with conscious benevolence, while Joyce struggled to avoid answering the all too searching questions.