A regiment going back to the trenches in the night is, from the point of view of the pomp and circumstance of glorious war, a very lugubrious procession.
"The Rough Road"
William John Locke
"Yes, I'm here," was the lugubrious response.
"A Poached Peerage"
William Magnay
Polmood, near by, was the scene of Hogg's lugubrious "Bridal of Polmood," seldom read now, one imagines.
"In the Border Country"
W. S. (William Shillinglaw) Crockett