Literary notes about enamored (AI summary)
In literature, "enamored" is often used to evoke a sense of deep, almost consuming affection or admiration that can be directed toward a person, ideal, or even an abstract quality. Authors employ the word to depict both the tender and overpowering nature of infatuation, as seen when a character perceives another with heroic or princely qualities ([1], [2]), or when love for an ideal—be it the accuracy of one's art or the perfection of a moral code—is celebrated ([3], [4]). It also spans contexts beyond romantic love, such as being captivated by the splendor of nature or the allure of lofty political and philosophical ideas ([5], [6]), while occasionally hinting at the bittersweet or self-aware aspects of passion ([7], [8]).
- Fire-enamored and gliding into a perfumed haze of exquisite drowsiness, Claire saw Georgie as heroic and wise.
— from Free Air by Sinclair Lewis - Gertrude is enamored of Guy; how high, how aristocratic, how Roman his mien and manners!
— from Essays — First Series by Ralph Waldo Emerson - SELF-CONSCIOUSNESS AND TIMIDITY FOES TO SUCCESS XX. TACT OR COMMON SENSE XXI. ENAMORED OF ACCURACY XXII.
— from Pushing to the Front by Orison Swett Marden - There is nothing like being enamored of accuracy, being grounded in thoroughness as a life-principle, of always striving for excellence.
— from Pushing to the Front by Orison Swett Marden - Now if the rising sun I see, I feel the light that hath enamored me.
— from The Poems of Emma Lazarus, Volume 2
Jewish poems: Translations by Emma Lazarus - One consisted of enthusiastic young men, who were enamored with the idea of republican liberty.
— from Benjamin Franklin
A Picture of the Struggles of Our Infant Nation One Hundred Years Ago
American Pioneers and Patriots Series by John S. C. (John Stevens Cabot) Abbott - Enamored of Tithonus, she persuaded Jupiter to grant him immortality, but forgot to ask for him immortal youth.
— from Essays by Ralph Waldo Emerson by Ralph Waldo Emerson - So the enamored youth considered himself very wretched and stared fixedly at the ceiling so that the tears should not fall from his eyes.
— from The Reign of Greed by José Rizal