Wearing black, perhaps

Usage examples of mourning.

Since the Archon had no trials scheduled that week and Julian was still officially in mourning, the Major Domo was able to leave them in peace and get some much-needed rest.

The maiden was attired in deep mourning, and though looking very pale, her surpassing beauty produced a strong impression upon Sir Francis Mitchell, who instantly arose on seeing her, and made her a profound, and, as he considered, courtly salutation.

A period of mourning about the Autumnal Equinox, and of joy at the return of Spring, was almost universal.

She began with poetry, recalling in ballades and rondeaux her happiness as a wife and mourning her sorrows as a widow.

Gilles and Anisia, married less than two months, had seemed young and frightened, full of childish trepidations, their mourning for Thomas Blas more a matter of alarm that they had been plunged into the charge of an isolated rural estate than of grief at his untimely death.

Although he had exchanged his drab mourning clothes for the bright clothing of a landed gentleman, he looked younger than ever, less settled in his new role as master of Blas Lodge instead of more so.

On receiving the bone, the man at once smashes it, hastily buries it in a small pit beside the totemic emblem of the departed, and closes the opening with a large flat stone, signifying thereby that the season of mourning is over and that the dead man or woman has been gathered to his or her totem.

The genius of Piranesi, almost mediumistic, has truly caught the element of hallucination here: he has sensed the long-continued rituals of mourning, the tragic architecture of an inner world.

Mourning millinery is not used as much as formerly, but those who desire to adhere to the custom will find the style little changed.

Whereupon, having done this last commission, and written it down upon a sheet of paper which he placed with care against the clock, beside the unopened letter, the session closed, and Minks, in his mourning hat and lavender gloves, walked up St.

So that—I couldn’t—it’s like being deaf and blind—” Magda felt her own words stumbling on her tongue, lifeless, conveying nothing of her real personality or her true thoughts, dead noises, like the mournings of an idiot.

Now, you do exactly as I tell you to do, or there'll be mournings you never dreamed of - all of you, your wives, orphaned children - try everything on for size!