From there, though, the cry grew into one of the most souped-up of all human utterances.

The cry came infrequently but grew louder, clearer.

A far cry from the once emotional, innocent child, Cesare grows to be very intelligent, confident, manipulative, and tactful.

In recent months, their cry for independence has grown louder.

Well, there was another game in which the cry was "Growing warm!"

Her cry of horror was growing.

Her cry grew triumphant and then filled with joy.

Eventually the latter view won out, and when the Army's parachute infantry grew, the cry grew with it.

The cry for social equity is growing.

His cry grew louder, as loud as the wail of a peacock.