from The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 4th Edition
- intransitive v. To move with a slight tremulous motion; tremble, shake, or quiver.
- intransitive v. To beat with excessive rapidity; throb.
from Wiktionary, Creative Commons Attribution/Share-Alike License
- v. to throb, beat strongly
from the GNU version of the Collaborative International Dictionary of English
- intransitive v. To beat rapidly and more strongly than usual; to throb; to bound with emotion or exertion; to pulsate violently; to flutter; -- said specifically of the heart when its action is abnormal, as from excitement.
from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
- To beat or pulsate rapidly; throb; flutter or move with slight throbs (said specifically of the heart when it is characterized by an abnormal or excited movement); tremble; quiver.
from WordNet 3.0 Copyright 2006 by Princeton University. All rights reserved.
- v. shake with fast, tremulous movements
- v. cause to throb or beat rapidly
- v. beat rapidly
The ob-gyn uses two fingers to palpitate the organs inside while pressing on the patient's abdomen from the outside, the so-called bimanual exam.
Years have made me realize, surroundings, ambiance, the drone which makes the heart palpitate, the intimacy, the interplay, the friendships one makes does go to the value of where the heart resides and stays.
Every thought that was devoted to it was an extreme anguish, and every word that I spoke in allusion to it caused my lips to quiver, and my heart to palpitate.
My husband and I just visited my son at school where the excitement and hope of things to come palpitate in every young person I met.
It was a cold half-ass dribble from them bold black-swirl clouds, the kind that make the heart palpitate before the storm.
I am right now and it's causing my heart to palpitate!
Guirgis has created characters that palpitate and suffer, characters with whom we identify.
In reality, the clock-hand did palpitate nervously during the Bush years, and the world is a muchhappier and safer place without him.
You write down the name, take it home, fall in love with the piano on "Um Dia," feel your chest palpitate during "Libramor," laugh and long for the accordion flourishes on "Na Nha Rubera."
But with my body feeling like Humpy Dumpty one second before his biggest fall, I'm trying more often than not -- at least every time I feel my heart palpitate -- to turn my clunker of a car around and drive against the traffic.