Meanwhile the children in the chamber hear A noise below, and leave their snug, warm bed, Then in deep sorrow view their parents dear, And big, warm tears each Youngling freely shed, For their idea was that both were lying dead.
"The Emigrant Mechanic and Other Tales In Verse Together With Numerous Songs Upon Canadian Subjects"
Thomas Cowherd
As they bore it over the promontory Annadoah uttered a savage, snarling cry, as of a mountain wolf robbed of its Youngling, and furiously rushed after them.
"The Eternal Maiden"
T. Everett Harré
And when the mariners heard that, they were much grieving; but more they might not do; and they returned, sad and sorrowful for the Lady, and for the Youngling, whom they loved much, and for the prisoners, who were thus lost without recoverance.
"Old French Romances"
William Morris