1 By this time to-morrow you will, please God, have passed them, and have drunk of the sweet waters; so do not mourn overmuch.
2 O, Erin, mourn with grief and woe.
3 It was more than a year since his death, more than a year since the news came; she seemed as though she would remember and mourn for ever.
4 No, I wouldn't mourn if she never came again.
5 But she is a saint in heaven, sir; and it ill becomes one whose foot rests on the grave to mourn a lot so blessed.
The Last of the Mohicans By James Fenimore CooperContext Highlight In CHAPTER 16 6 Well, I am like a shipwrecked woman clinging to some wreckage--no one to mourn for, no one to care for.
7 Evil indeed is the man who has not one woman to mourn him.
The Hound of the Baskervilles By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In Chapter 13. Fixing the Nets 8 Beth mourned as for a departed kitten, and Meg refused to defend her pet.
9 Then, going upstairs with her handmaids into her room, she mourned her dear husband till Minerva shed sweet sleep over her eyes.
10 Then Penelope went upstairs again and mourned her husband till Minerva shed sleep over her eyes.
11 Then going upstairs with her handmaids into her room, she mourned her dear husband till Minerva sent sweet sleep over her eyelids.
12 Pitty would probably make matters worse, for she honestly mourned Frank.
13 For a second she loathed her laughter; mourned for the day when on her hill by the Mississippi she had walked the battlements with queens.
14 She mourned, "It's only the baby that holds me."
15 In the ravine a ringdove mourned plaintively, and somewhere off in the bushes an owl hooted.