At first she was quite still, then she moaned aloud, a low and terrible moan, which seemed to well from the very heart.
Ilusha moaned bitterly.
He lay moaning piteously in the frigid wind.
The hurt nigger moaned feebly somewhere near by, and then fetched a deep sigh that made me mend my pace away from there.
God bless them, but it’shard,” Mitya moaned miserably.
He left her crying on the bed and moaning softly: “O my God!”
At night I moaned, but quietly.
She heard the sick man moaning close by, all night.’
The aria sinking, All else continuing, the stars shining, The winds blowing, the notes of the bird continuous echoing, With angry moans the fierce old mother incessantly moaning, On the sands of Paumanok's shore gray and rustling, The yellow half-moon enlarged, sagging down, drooping, the face of the sea almost touching, The boy ecstatic, with his bare feet the waves, with his hair the atmosphere dallying, The love in the heart long pent, now loose, now at last tumultuously bursting, The aria's meaning, the ears, the soul, swiftly depositing, The strange tears down the cheeks coursing, The colloquy there, the trio, each uttering, The undertone, the savage old mother incessantly crying, To the boy's soul's questions sullenly timing, some drown'd secret hissing, To the outsetting bard.
It is wide and hard and part of it is wet where the big waves roll in and it moans beautifully.
He faintly moaned, “I am done for,” as the victim, and he barbarously bellowed, “I'll serve you out,” as the murderer.
I broke down and moaned openly.
THE MOTHER: (Wrings her hands slowly, moaning desperately.)
---- was the day; the wintry sea Moaned sadly on New England's strand, When first the thoughtful and the free, Our fathers, trod the desert land.
Christine stopped, at the thought of the vision that had scared her, while the echoes of the night, which had repeated the name of Erik, now thrice moaned the cry: "Horror! ...
Then lord Agamemnon moaned deep, and spake among them, holding Menelaos by the hand; and his comrades made moan the while: "Dear brother, to thy death, meseemeth, pledged I these oaths, setting thee forth to fight the Trojans alone before the face of the Achaians; seeing that the Trojans have so smitten thee, and trodden under floor the trusty oaths.
These toward the city bore him heavily moaning.
The old man moaned shrilly.
Grigory’s wife, Marfa, in answer to Ivan’s questions,declared that Smerdyakov had been lying all night the other side ofthe partition wall, “He was not three paces from our bed,” and thatalthough she was a sound sleeper she waked several times and heard himmoaning, “He was moaning the whole time, moaning continually.”