Lachrymose

Here, here … take it, my good woman!” “God bless you,” the beggar chanted in a lachrymose voice.

Of Don Galaor, the brother of Amadís of Gaul, it was whispered that he was over quarrelsome, and of his brother that he was lachrymose.

‘You think you’ve got something to be afraid about?’ Doc Daneeka demanded, lifting his delicate immaculate dark head up from his chest to gaze at Yossarian irascibly for a moment with lachrymose eyes.