moil

I finally decided, my heart was really in my singing rather than in the drab, hardy soul- searing toil and moil of a collier's existence.

Croft no longer saw anything clearly; he could not have said at that moment where his hands ended and the machine gun began; he was lost in a vast moil of noise out of which individual screams and shouts etched in his mind for an instant.

You'd suppose

A finished generation, dead of plague,

Swept outward from their graves into the sun,

The moil of death upon them.