Tremulous

His tremulous voice betrayed his nervousness.

A little more confidence might help you get rid of that tremulous voice.

This Inspector, when I first knew him, was a man of fourscore years, or thereabouts, and certainly one of the most wonderful specimens of winter-green that you would be likely to discover in a lifetime’s search. With his florid cheek, his compact figure, smartly arrayed in a bright-buttoned blue coat, his brisk and vigorous step, and his hale and hearty aspect, altogether he seemed—not young, indeed—but a kind of new contrivance of Mother Nature in the shape of man, whom age and infirmity had no business to touch. His voice and laugh, which perpetually re-echoed through the Custom-House, had nothing of the tremulous quaver and cackle of an old man’s utterance; they came strutting out of his lungs, like the crow of a cock, or the blast of a clarion.

Tremulous on the bladed graſs ſhone bright the pearly drops, like an aſſembly of ſparkling ſtars dancing on the plains of the zodiac; vocal was every bending ſpray, every reed was inſpired, each warbling throat ſeemed to emulate the melodious voice of the bird of a thouſand ſongs.

From the high tree the blossom wavering fell, / And over them the tremulous isles of light / Slided, they moving under shade: […]

The trying nature of his position drove the blood from his cheek, and made his lips tremulous.

[…] Lord Henry Wotton could just catch the gleam of the honey-sweet and honey-coloured blossoms of a laburnum, whose tremulous branches seemed hardly able to bear the burden of a beauty so flame-like as theirs[.]

Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go, / I see her close beside me with silent lips sad and tremulous.

“Thank God!” he cried brokenly, all the pent emotion of the long night vibrant in his tremulous voice.

Light filtered in through the blinds of the french windows. It made tremulous stripes along the scrubbed pine floor.