curvetted

Not a muscle moved in that awful lined face, while there was uproar from the watchers; Vasco curvetted about, howling and shaking his lance-protesting, I dare say, that pig-sticking wasn't his game.

Isabelle Estelle Bruno 2010

He looked in at the dining-room window, managing his horse, which curvetted and capered beautifully — for one instant the young person might be seen at the window, when her figure vanished, and, doubtless, she went upstairs again to resume the affecting duties of benevolence.

Vanity Fair 2006

Their steeds, caparisoned with silk, lacquered leather and gold buckles, caracoled and curvetted as their riders put them through their paces.

The Coming Of Conan The Cimmerian Howard, Robert E. 2003

Their steeds, caparisoned with silk, lacquered leather and gold buckles, caracoled and curvetted as their riders put them through their paces.

The Coming of Conan The Cimmerian Howard, Robert E. 2003

Down on the maidan flights of small, low-flying brown doves chased one another to and fro, and bee-eaters, emerald-green, curvetted like slow swallows.

Burmese Days 2002

Suddenly, my mare started, and so did I, struggling to keep a hold on the reins as she curvetted and plunged in alarm.

Dragonfly in Amber Gabaldon, Diana 1992

The mare curvetted and squealed in alarm, but then he was on her, and his teeth closed on the sturdy arch of her neck, forcing her head down into submission.

Dragonfly in Amber Gabaldon, Diana 1992

His horse curvetted prettily and the sun reflected off his sabre's polished blade.

Sharpe's Waterloo Cornwell, Bernard, 1944- 1990

There was enough paint and feathers to outfit the whole Sioux Nation, the braves whooped and ki-yikked and brandished their hatchets, the roughriders curvetted, a stagecoach of terrified virgins was ambushed, the great man arrived in the nick of time blazing away until you couldn't see for smoke, and the Queen said it was most curious and interesting, and what did the strange designs of the war paint signify, my dear Sir Harry?

Flashman And The Mountain Of Light Fraser, George MacDonald, 1925- 1990

There was enough paint and feathers to outfit the whole Sioux Nation, the braves whooped and ki-yikked and brandished their hatchets, the roughriders curvetted, a stagecoach of terrified virgins was ambushed, the great man arrived in the nick of time blazing away until you couldn't see for smoke, and the Queen said it was most curious and interesting, and what did the strange designs of the war paint signify, my dear Sir Harry?

Flashman and the Mountain of Light Fraser, George MacDonald, 1925- 1990