A single voice lilted in wonder.
Her voice lilted at the end of each word, a Shirley Temple affectation.
His voice lilted as he spoke.
Her voice lilted along on a sudden and unexpected draft that rushed through the room.
Sarah's voice lilted like a descant above the deeper sound.
Her voice lilted through his brain.
His voice lilted as he teased her a little.
"We've the whole night before us," and his low voice lilted with promise.
His voice lilted and his moonlit face held a fierce joy.
A voice from years ago lilted in his mind.