Thy ewes, that wont to have blowen bags, Like wailful widows hangen their crags; The rather lambs be starved with cold, All for their master is lustless and old.
I hate the house, since thence my love did part, Whose wailful want debars mine eyes of sleep.
Then they sang a most wailful tune, and John prayed.
VIII She hears his wailful prayer, When now to the Invisible he raves To rend him from her, now of his mother craves Her calm, her care.
Clouds were gathering overhead, and a wailful wind made one moaning sweep through the trees behind us in the hollow.
Then over their tops passed a wailful gust of wind, through which we thought came the fall of receding footsteps.
The prayers and the wailful chanting passed over his head like waves, his heart was straitened, red sparks whirled before his eyes.
Feivke thought the moment had come, but he saw it all as through a mist, a long way off, to the sound of the wailful chanting, and as in a mist the scroll and the old man vanished together.
Later ghostly fiction introduces few of the clankings of chains and lugubrious groans that made the Gothic romance mournful, and the modern specters are less wailful than the earlier, but more articulate in their expression.
The battle was ending without even the poor pomp and circumstance of torn banners and wailful music.
He suggested that the poems, if the few lines he had seen made a fair sample, were rather of the wailful order.
