The pillow struck the wall and burst, scattering stuffing everywhere just as Dolorous Edd Tollett poked his head through the door.
George R. R. Martin
A Dance with Dragons: A Song of Ice and Fire: Book Five
I saw him on the calmed waters scud, With such a glow of beauty in his eyes, That it enforced me to bid sad farewell To all my empire; farewell sad I took, And hither came, to see how dolorous fate Had wrought upon ye; and how I might best Give consolation in this woe extreme.
John Keats
Poetry
From this prison here of horror, whence I every hour tend nearer and nearer to destruction, I send you, Monsieur heretofore the Marquis, the assurance of my dolorous and unhappy service.
Charles Dickens
A Tale of Two Cities
Chapter VI: Before the Storm One Rising up from the darkness, dolorous and accusatory, came the voice of Henry Dean, the great sage and eminent junkie.
Stephen King
Wolves of the Calla
A dolorous bargain.
Victor Hugo
Les Misérables
And to all these questions poor Kitty, forced to put on a pleasant face, responded in a stifled voice whose dolorous accent her mistress did not however remark, solely because happiness is egotistical.
Alexandre Dumas
The Three Musketeers
And I will tell thee why the jacinth wears Such dread embroidery of dolorous moan, And why the hapless nightingale forbears To sing her song at noon, but weeps alone When the fleet swallow sleeps, and rich men feast, And why the laurel trembles when she sees the lightening east.
Oscar Wilde
Poetry
The voice of the mournful chanter called to dolorous prayer.
James Joyce
Ulysses
On each man’s face weighed the most dolorous expression of resigned despair.
T. E. Lawrence
Seven Pillars of Wisdom
on the dim horizon we see behind dolorous clouds the mighty mass of mountains—mountains of melody, mountains of mirth, mountains of might!” “I certainly do like a sermon with culture and thought in it,” meditated Babbitt.
Sinclair Lewis
Babbitt
"'Talk not of ruling in this dolorous gloom, Nor think vain words (he cried) can ease my doom.
Homer
The Odyssey
“I had a frightening dream last night, m’lord,” Dolorous Edd confessed.
Martin, George, R. R.
A Dance With Dragons
Through many a dark and dreary vale They passed, and many a region dolorous, O’er many a frozen, many a fiery Alp, Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death, A universe of death, which God by curse Created evil, for evil only good, Where all life dies, death lives, and Nature breeds, Perverse, all monstrous, all prodigious things, Abominable, inutterable, and worse Than fables yet have feigned, or fear conceived, Gorgons and Hydras, and Chimeras dire.
John Milton
Paradise Lost