DOLEFUL's Sentences and Contexts

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 Sentences of doleful
Definition:
a. sorrowful; filled with or expressing grief; mournful
Example:
He found the doleful lamentations of the bereaved family emotionally disturbing and he left as quickly as he could.
Sentence in Classic:
He never saw my aunt without immediately displaying every tooth in his head, retiring under a chair, and growling incessantly: with now and then a doleful howl, as if she really were too much for his feelings.
David Copperfield By Charles Dickens Context
One sent forth the praises of Athelstane in a doleful panegyric; another, in a Saxon genealogical poem, rehearsed the uncouth and harsh names of his noble ancestry.
Ivanhoe By Walter Scott Context
At the same time, Thenardier perceived in the direction of the Bastille a wan whiteness lighting up the edge of the sky in doleful wise.
Les Misérables (V4) By Victor Hugo Context
It needs scarcely to be told, with what feelings, on the eve of a Nantucket voyage, I regarded those marble tablets, and by the murky light of that darkened, doleful day read the fate of the whalemen who had gone before me.
Moby Dick By Herman Melville Context
The clock of the Invalides struck a quarter to twelve; the west wind bore on its moistened gusts the doleful vibration of the three strokes.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre Dumas Context
So it was not very pleasant when she opened the door of her room, to see Martha standing waiting for her with a doleful face.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson Burnett Context
The expression of her face was an odd mixture of shrewdness and cunning, over which was oddly drawn, like a kind of veil, an expression of the most doleful gravity and solemnity.
Uncle Tom's Cabin By Harriet Beecher Stowe Context
I sat and thought a doleful time: the clock struck eight, and nine, and still my companion paced to and fro, his head bent on his breast, and perfectly silent, unless a groan or a bitter ejaculation forced itself out at intervals.
Wuthering Heights By Emily Bronte Context