be-weeping

Updated: April 30, 2025

It was the fourth time that Felicia, at the piano, had begun the old song. Kenelm uncurled his long legs, and sat up straight on the window-seat. "Why on earth so everlasting gloomy, Phil?" he said. "Isn't the rain bad enough, without that dirge?" "The sky's 'be-weeping' him, just the way it says," said Felicia.

Edith Ballinger Price - The Happy Venture