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Usage examples of disconsolate.

Daughter of the composer Halevy and widow of Georges Bizet before she married Straus, leaving disconsolate a train of adorers, she had assembled at her salon the soul and salt of Paris before the ravages of the Affair.

His boats took off Classicus and Tutor, who were thenceforward no more than disconsolate hangers-on.

When Black Bob was ejected, to stand disconsolate and watch the Deptford shore, they asked him what was up below, but he would not reply, and ran off forward where he disappeared.

Disconsolate and footsore under a beating sun, I could scarce credit my fortune when a cider-faced pig-farmer slowed his haycart.

He then returned disconsolate into the kitchen, where he found Jones in the custody of his servants.

Behind the shrubbery fronting an apartment house sat a disconsolate two-year-old, shivering in his sunsuit and obviously lost for hours on hours.

A few days after, Tom was standing musing by the balconies, when he was joined by Adolph, who, since the death of his master, had been entirely crest-fallen and disconsolate.

I declare to you that I have been disconsolated at receiving from you such a reproach which is absolutely unjustified .

The robins sat under the evergreens, and piped in a disconsolate mood, and at last the bluejays came and scolded in the midst of the snow-storm, as they always do scold in any weather.

He set off with a spring, and in a moment was flying through the air, almost out of the door of the shed, the upper half of which was open, showing outside the drizzling rain, the filthy yard, the cattle standing disconsolate against the black cartshed, and at the back of all the grey-green wall of the wood.

The Greek went out to try the amalgam--I do not know where, and I dined alone, but toward evening he came back, looking very disconsolate, as I had expected.

Toilet paper hung in disconsolate streamers from the telephone lines, arched and drooped in the bared maple branches reaching over the windows of the frame garage beyond the fence palings where shaving cream spelled fuck.

Lectures were, doubtless, considered by her disconsolate widower as having too touching, too solemn an import to be vulgarised by type.

His mother was disconsolated that her son could not separate himself from occupations "so little suited to his spirit and his birth:" On the 13th March 1784, Count Lamberg wrote Casanova: "I know M.

Newcomers choose other Ridge-lines to settle in the Shadows of, Indian Priests proclaim it forbidden Ground, even unto the Lead-Mines beneath, Smugglers of Tobacco, Dye-stuffs, and edg'd Implements flee their Storage-Cabins in the middle of the night, leaving behind Inventories whose odd scavengers prove as little able to withstand the disconsolate spirit prevailing here, as if 'twere the Point upon which was being daily projected, some great linear summing of Human Incompletion, fail'd Arrivals, Departures too soon, mis-stated Intentions, truncations of Desire.