deprive
pine
unlive
have one foot in the grave
keen
lose
knock on heaven's door
grieve
get past
oversorrow
have had one's chips
take on
offer one's condolences
lose the number of one's mess
kill
bemourn
put in the ground
earth
put down
tomb
push up daisies
shuffle off this mortal coil
lair
have had it
orp
destroy
break
return to dust
have the biscuit
conk out
sweat out
take the biscuit
sleep
rest in peace
throw dirt on
stifle
comfort
wail
close one's eyes for the last time
go up in smoke
co-endure
immolate
sorrow
bereave
do away with
summer and winter
survive
inhume
inter
live on