Pierce's clergyman bewailed the low and vindictive tone of modern journalism.
"The Clarion" by Samuel Hopkins Adams
The whole night long he bewails his loneliness, in accents charged with profound melancholy.
"Lost Leaders" by Andrew Lang
The merchant bewailed all life and kept a hawk eye upon his treasure on the Spanish road.
"Foes" by Mary Johnston
Montesquieu bewails the fate of a monarch, who is oppressed by a party that prevails after his fall.
"An Inquiry into the Permanent Causes of the Decline and Fall of Powerful and Wealthy Nations." by William Playfair
Bewailing then thy plight it returned whence it came.
"Epistle to the Son of the Wolf" by Bahá’u’lláh
And as soon as he heard of it, he came to John's burial, and bewailed his fate.
"History of the Wars, Books III and IV (of 8)" by Procopius
Therefore I bewail thee with pain at my heart, for in all Troy there is no one now who is friendly to me.
"The Adventures of Odysseus and The Tales of Troy" by Padriac Colum
A fisherman who marries a girl from inland is considered to have wrecked his chances in life, and the gossips bewail his fate.
"The Romance of the Coast" by James Runciman
There were wringing of hands, lamentable cries, and bewailings the most bitter, of the death of the best team in the town of Greenditch.
"The Cross and the Shamrock" by Hugh Quigley
He bewailed the waste of work and of life, the poverty and the 'sweating.
"Queen Victoria" by E. Gordon Browne
Does oft thy mind with inward smart
Bewail thy unbelief?
And conscious sue, from plagues of heart,
Thy Husband for relief?
"The Believer's Jointure : Chapter II." by Ralph Erskine
The evening breezes gently sigh'd,
Like breath of lover true,
Bewailing the deserted pride
And wreck of sweet Saint Cloud.
"Saint Cloud" by Sir Walter Scott
Fruitlessly we may bewail
In future, should our hearts relent:
O! then let Mercy's voice prevail;
Mercy we can ne'er repent.
"The Culprit" by Nathaniel Bloomfield
Next day did many widows come
Their husbands to bewail;
They washed their wounds in brinish tears,
But all would not prevail.
"Chevy Chase" by Henry Morley
Let those who never erred forget
His worth, in vain bewailings;
Sweet Soul of Song! I own my debt
Uncancelled by his failings!
"Burns" by John Greenleaf Whittier
And only the Terek bewailing
With fury broke in on the hush,
As dashing her billows on billows
Her writhing floods onward did rush.
"Tamara" by Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov