You are a mere infant, but you'll go next, Jo, and we'll be left lamenting
," said Laurie, shaking his head over the degeneracy of the times.
She did not sit there inwardly upbraiding her husband, lamenting
at Fate, which had directed her footsteps to the path which they had taken.
The house was full of cries and lamentations, shrieks and screams, servants frantically tearing their hair, throwing themselves on the ground, or running distractedly about, lamenting
He tottered to his secretary in the corner, repeated that lament again and again in heartbreaking tones, and got out of a drawer a paper, which he slowly tore to bits, scattering the bits absently in his track as he walked up and down the room, still grieving and lamenting
I have heard him lamenting
her having no instrument repeatedly; oftener than I should suppose such a circumstance would, in the common course of things, occur to him.
Why they WERE different, Robert exclaimed to her himself in the course of a quarter of an hour's conversation; for, talking of his brother, and lamenting
the extreme GAUCHERIE which he really believed kept him from mixing in proper society, he candidly and generously attributed it much less to any natural deficiency, than to the misfortune of a private education; while he himself, though probably without any particular, any material superiority by nature, merely from the advantage of a public school, was as well fitted to mix in the world as any other man.
When I refused to go, and when she found her entreaties did not move me, she went lamenting
to her husband and brother.
Up the two terrace flights of steps the rain ran wildly, and beat at the great door, like a swift messenger rousing those within; uneasy rushes of wind went through the hall, among the old spears and knives, and passed lamenting
up the stairs, and shook the curtains of the bed where the last Marquis had slept.
There are some of us now reaching middle age who discover themselves to be lamenting
the past in one respect if in none other, that there are no books written now for children comparable with those of thirty years ago.
Then who created thee lamenting
learne, When who can uncreate thee thou shalt know.
And I may say with truth, that in the midst of my own misfortunes I could not forbear lamenting
my poor nurse, the grief she would suffer for my loss, the displeasure of the queen, and the ruin of her fortune.
For two days Aladdin remained in the dark, crying and lamenting