Elate

Thus we, elate, but not with Heaven our friend, / march on and mingle with the Greeks in fight, / and many a Danaan to the shades we send. / And many a battle in the blinding night / we join with those that meet us.

That happy minute would elate me, / End all my sorrow, grief, and cares; / Then do not frown, altho' you hate me, / But smile and dissipate my fears: […]

Oh thoughtless Mortals! ever blind to Fate, Too soon dejected, and dejected, and too soon elate.

Our nineteenth century is wonderfully set up in its own esteem, wonderfully elate at its progress.

c. 1707, Elijah Fenton, a letter to the Knight of the Sable Shield with upper lip elate

a. 1794, William Jones, an ode in imitation of Alcaeus And sovereign law, that State's collected will, / O'er thrones and globes, elate, / Sits empress, crowning good, repressing ill.