Jamsie grumbles that I go to her, but a bit o' tin comes in moighty handy.
"In Wild Rose Time"
Amanda M. Douglas
Late in the afternoon the Rhine comes in sight: gray, shrouded in mist, not at all like itself, without sunshine, without merriment, without Englishmen, almost without steamers, it grumbles and groans as if vexed by some evil, melancholy dream, while a thousand sad sighs tremble through the red-and-yellow vineyards on its shores,-the shores where folly grows.
"Erlach Court"
Ossip Schubin
"It's a regular shame," she grumbles, "that I have never yet in my life danced with you.
"The Silent Mill"
Hermann Sudermann