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Sad as the sunless sea. Franklin P. Adams | 1 |
Sad as a subpna. Anonymous | 2 |
Sad as a wail over the dead. Anonymous | 3 |
Sad as doom. Anonymous | 4 |
As sad as Fate. Anonymous | 5 |
Sad as if steering to dim eternity. Anonymous | 6 |
Sad as the eyeball of sorrow behind a shroud. Anonymous | 7 |
A song as sad as the wild waves be. Anonymous | 8 |
Sad as silence when a song is spent. Alfred Austin | 9 |
Sad as death. Aphra Behn | 10 |
Sad as the groans of dying innocence. Aphra Behn | 11 |
Sad as a thousand sighs, when the dark winds sob through the yews. Henry Brooke | 12 |
Sad as wisdom cut off from fellowship. Elizabeth Barrett Browning | 13 |
Sad as Melancholy. Robert Burton | 14 |
Sad as angels for the good mans sin. Thomas Campbell | 15 |
Serenely sad as eternity. Thomas Carlyle | 16 |
Sad as bull liver. William Carr (The Dialect of Craven) | 17 |
Sad as twilight. George Eliot | 18 |
Sad as the gust that sweeps the clouded sky. Oliver Wendell Holmes | 19 |
Sad as eve. Victor Hugo | 20 |
Sad as an image of despair. Sigmund Krasinski | 21 |
Sad as raindrops on a grave. George P. Lathrop | 22 |
My heart is as sad as a black stone under the blue sea. Samuel Lover | 23 |
Sad as the tears the sullen Winter weeps. George Mac-Henry | 24 |
Sad, like the sun in the day of mist, when his face is watery and dim. James Macpherson | 25 |
Sad as the wind that sighs Through cypress trees under rainy skies. Philip B. Marston | 26 |
Sad as the shriek of the midnight blast. Gerald Massey | 27 |
Sad as wailing winds. Gerald Massey | 28 |
Sad as the last line of a brave romance. George Meredith | 29 |
Sad
as the ghostly past. Owen Meredith | 30 |
Sad my thoughts as willows bending, Oer the borders of the tomb. George P. Morris | 31 |
Sad as tears to the eyes that are bright. A. J. Ryan | 32 |
Sad Like the echo mad Of some plaintive spirit strain. Francis S. Saltus | 33 |
Sad as night. William Shakespeare | 34 |
Sad as a lump of lead. Edmund Spenser | 35 |
Sad as twilight on the deep. George Sterling | 36 |
Sad as a soul estranged. Algernon Charles Swinburne | 37 |
Sad as a wintry withering moon. Algernon Charles Swinburne | 38 |
Bare and sad as banishment. Algernon Charles Swinburne | 39 |
Sad as doom. Algernon Charles Swinburne | 40 |
Sadder than a banquet skeleton. Frederick Tennyson | 41 |
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