(1) He took Gonzo's instrument in both hands and blew it gently, resulting in a low moan .

(2) The moan of the wind in the chimneys

(3) It makes me really angry that there are some who moan and complain about exams getting easier based on year-on-year improvements in the results.

(4) His ears began to twitch when they picked up the sound of a soft moan coming from within the rubble.

(5) Until I heard a soft moan and the sound of fabric rustling.

(6) The mash had just the right amount of truffle oil and a general richness to make you moan with pleasure and the gravy was unbelievable.

(7) The noise sounded like a soft moan and echoed through the silence that surrounded the house.

(8) Just granite, ice, and the eerie moan of the wind whenever we stopped.

(9) She gave a low moan of despair

(10) The only sound, other than the eerie whistle of the wind, is the moan of prayer horns, blown by maroon-robed monks, which echo ominously across the valley.

(11) Rapid eye movement is at all times detected, and occasionally the patient will moan , even scream during his rest.

(12) The figure in there stirred slightly, a low moan sounding.

(13) I assume it is easier for small-minded people to moan and complain about benefits than actually ask the questions which matter.

(14) For a minute she was angry - to weep and wail and moan at a time like this, when the true victims needed to live on borrowed strength for a while.

(15) I was riding a bike. The fear was still there, coming out of me in a low moan .

(16) However the people who do moan and complain about smokers have no right, there are no smoking areas all over the place!

(17) When she whispered this Jake let out a low moan as he suddenly felt a white hot pain in his stomach.

(18) Panforte, panettone and nougat to drool over and an Italian wine list to make oenophiles moan with pleasure.

(19) She gave out a low moan , the only sound she could currently force out of her throat, and attempted to raise her hands to massage her throbbing temples.

(20) When a young poet fails to find the words he can moan and wail and lament his wanton muse, gone off and left him bereft and lonesome.