A letter had come to Celia which made her cry silently as she read it; and when Sir James, unused to see her in tears, asked anxiously what was the matter, she burst out in a wail such as he had never heard from her before.
And there, aloof, yet persistently with her, moving wherever she moved, was the Will Ladislaw who was a changed belief exhausted of hope, a detected illusion—no, a living man towards whom there could not yet struggle any wail of regretful pity, from the midst of scorn and indignation and jealous offended pride.
She had accepted her whole relation to Will very simply as part of her marriage sorrows, and would have thought it very sinful in her to keep up an inward wail because she was not completely happy, being rather disposed to dwell on the superfluities of her lot.
"It is the most horrible of virgin-sacrifices," said Will; and he painted to himself what were Dorothea's inward sorrows as if he had been writing a choric wail.
"She is not my mother," repudiated Lady Caroline angrily; and her anger sounded like the regretful wail of a melodious orphan.
The long-drawn wail of two old boughs rubbing against each other brought out the perspiration in beads on her forehead.
The petition had been largely signed; many tearful and eloquent meetings had been held, and a committee of sappy women been appointed to go in deep mourning and wail around the governor, and implore him to be a merciful ass and trample his duty under foot.
One more wail would go the round in that wind by night.
For him, a software engineer with an eye for design who can wail on an electric guitar, the wee hours are 2 a.
Across town, in a house overlooking the southern shore of the village, Xue Li, 45, said he would miss waking up each day to blue skies and the wail of the sea breeze.
, The world will wail thee like a makeless wife; ,: The world will be thy widow and still weep, ,, That thou no form of thee hast left behind, , When every private widow well may keep, By children's eyes, her husband's shape in mind.
Just sat in the dark, listened to the tink-tink of the engine cooling, the wail of a siren in the distance.
The wail turned into a throat-ripping screech.
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe, And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight: Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The s
The world will wail thee, like a makeless wife; The world will be thy widow and still weep That thou no form of thee hast left behind, When every private widow well may keep By children's eyes her husband's shape in mind.
Hugo could one play outfield in our backyard baseball games, two do flawless front door sentry duty and three play psychic weatherman announcing with a wail every coming thunderstorm.
2 When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many things I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste.
We shout and scream and wail and cry but in the end we must all die.
The geese cackled with terror, sprang up, and began to wail and beg piteously for their lives.
" The notes became soft and gentle, and seemed to die away in a wail.
