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But there wasn't any anger in her words, only a kind of mournfulness.
But the mournfulness turned to something deeper and more piercing as she looked off to one side.
For this lyrical mournfulness, he needed his father, Joyce, to show the way.
He spoke with such mournfulness that I was surprised.
A mournfulness of foghorns from the bay below gave him his answer.
But that mournfulness turns out to be well placed at the film's violent and tragic end.
Even now, when he has stretches without Prozac, a mournfulness occasionally wells up.
Why had she never before noticed that his brown eyes could have that flickering mournfulness?
Any mournfulness lifted on the day of the St Paul's open-air service, though.
The violin solo part seems not to draw a breath, creating a kind of nonstop mournfulness.
His mournfulness is timeless and startlingly unironic without ever being earnest.
"Lament and Prayer" has a kind of cantorial mournfulness.
By the time he reaches Cambridge, his morning bounce has faded to a mid-afternoon mournfulness.
The gentle mournfulness of "Contrasto" was a special pleasure.
But the mournfulness of it-doesn't it stoke up your imagination?"
The mournfulness of death was everywhere.
A moment later a deep mournfulness came over her--a look that seemed to have no relationship to the prior reactions.
A thin wind howled with brief mournfulness around the house, rattling the eaves.
The deaths scattered through the previous Potter novels return in their minds to produce a prevailing mournfulness.
"I wish you meant that," a mournfulness breathed in Gamine's soft contralto.
Though this sadder-but-wiser educational experience is integral to the story, rather than snip it away, the director lingers on the mournfulness.
No actual thoughts, only feelings: mournfulness, woe, and, finally, a spark of defiant anger.
Miller had joined him on the bench, and a moment later the sweet mournfulness of a harmonica threaded into the melody.
'Ah yes, when it comes to that, Violette and I are two of a kind,' he said with mock mournfulness.
Above all he was impressed by their bravery, and the haunting mournfulness of their deep-set eyes.