But do I have to sound so funereal, so pontifically solemn?
-- Anatole Broyard, "(Enter Pound and Eliot)", New York Times, May 30, 1982
Where earlier the tone was funereal, now it consoles, uplifts.
-- Marguerite Feitlowitz, A Lexicon of Terror
M. M. Graff . . . disapproved of these particular trees, accusing them of being "a gloomy black-green at best and made even more funereal by a coating of city soot."
-- Marie Winn, Red-Tails in Love
