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