syllabling

The tree became a rhapsody, a quivering cacophony, a whizz and vibrant rapture, branches, leaves, birds syllabling discordantly life, life, life, without measure, without stop devouring the tree.

Between the Acts 2004

And the trees with their many-tongued much syllabling, their green and yellow leaves hustle us and shuffle us, and bid us, like the starlings, and the rooks, come together, crowd together, to chatter and make merry while the red cow moves forward and the black cow stands still.

Between the Acts 2004

Their tongues join together in syllabling the sharp – cut words, which for ever slice asunder time and the broad – backed moors.

Jacob's Room 2004

When he heard her low voice syllabling innumerable sounds, he longed for the day when his own rough roar would issue like hers in the little simple sounds that had such mysterious meaning.

Flush: a biography 2004

The syllabling of the words even causes him the liveliest delight.

The Common Reader, Second Series 2004

Its origin will be explained in the Lecture; the pass-grip some give without lettering or syllabling, and others give it in the same way they do the real grip.

The Mysteries of Free Masonry Containing All the Degrees of the Order Conferred in a Master's Lodge William Morgan

Their tongues join together in syllabling the sharp-cut words, which for ever slice asunder time and the broad-backed moors.

Jacob's Room Virginia Woolf 1911

Here were also several western robins, one of which saluted me with a cheerful carol, whose tone and syllabling were exactly like those of the merry redbreast of our Eastern States.

Birds of the Rockies 1896

The murmur of the tea-urn would seem to fashion itself into airy accents, syllabling, "Mary, thy Blodgett is here!"

Hawthorne and His Circle Julian Hawthorne 1890

Our cuckoo is in fact a solitary wanderer, repeating its loud, guttural call in the depths of the forest, and well calculated to arrest the attention of a poet like Wordsworth, who was himself a kind of cuckoo, a solitary voice, syllabling the loneliness that broods over streams and woods, --

Birds and Poets : with Other Papers John Burroughs 1879