Crossword-Solution: BEMOANING
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| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Bemoaning | p. pr. & vb. n. | of Bemoan |
We have 6 clues for the answer “BEMOANING”
| Clue | Answers |
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| Expressing sorrow | 4 answers |
| bewailing | 6 answers |
| heartbreak | 18 answers |
| Rue | 20 answers |
| Emotion | 43 answers |
| Grief | 61 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
TRAEE
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with BEMOANING (5)
This bemoaning of one’s self (as you do now) over the first, careless, shallow gayety of youth departed, and this profound happiness at youth regained,—so much deeper and richer than that we lost,—are essential to the soul’s development.
The Negress sobbed hysterically, bemoaning the evil day that had witnessed her departure from her dear Maryland, while the white girl, dry eyed and outwardly calm, was torn by inward fears and forebodings.
The emperor is there, crying and bemoaning his death, and is inconsolable." The princess was left numb: She did not cry, she could not speak.
Next morning, when the goose-girl came to let out the geese, she heard the Priest bemoaning himself as he lay in the sack in the goose-house.
Ever since entering the U-boat zone we had been on the lookout for periscopes, and children that we were, bemoaning the unkind fate that was to see us safely into France on the morrow without a glimpse of the dread marauders.
Quotes with BEMOANING (3)
She felt likee doing her part to change the world, so she started by giving thanks for all the blessings of her life, rather than bemoaning all that was missing from it. Then she complimented her reflection in the mirror, instead of criticizing it as she usually did. Next she walked into her neighborhood and offered her smile to everyone she passed, whether or not they offered theirs to her. Each day she did these things, and soon they became habit. Each day she lived with mo…
She used to wander through the past as often as it beckoned her, bemoaning the loss of nostalgia. Then, for a while, she turned from it, blissfully free of its noxious clutch, and now it's back, taunting her with what she left behind, knowing she can never recapture what's gone.
But it was not hateful bile that was thrust from me, it was an angry hatred that can only come from those that I had been repressed over the years. It was just subtle cracks that were forming and that was my response coming through. I spoke about the lies that she had subjected the family to, and her gross laziness, expecting Dad and now me to drop everything for her, were she could just as easily get here. And no she can not say I may not be in as this was essentially a nigh…