It was as if a cold wind, a blast from the charnel-house, had swept through the car.
This first impression ever remained in my mind: I regarded it as a charnel-house.
Death felt it to his inwards: 'twas too much: Death fell a weeping in his charnel-house.
The drawer was a charnel-house of gloves and mittens and veils.
A curious early fifteenth-century rhyme is associated ...