She came to the village church, And sat by a pillar alone; An angel watching an urn Wept over her, carved in stone.
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I did find Calypso but only once, far in the depths of the very wildest of Canadian dark woods, near those high, cold, moss-covered swamps. ... I felt as if I were in the presence of superior beings who loved me and beckoned me to come. I sat down beside them and wept for joy.
john muirThe broken soldier, kindly bade to stay; Sat by his fire, and talked the night away, wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won.
Oliver GoldsmithThe Walrus and the Carpenter Were walking close at hand; They wept like anything to see Such quantities of sand: 'If this were only cleared away,' They said,'it would be grand!'
And the Lord Rupert looked at his work, and even he saw that it was a load of crap, but this was the enterprise culture and it sold millions so it was good. And on the same basis he decided to take over the television too, and the earth itself wept, and little robins vomited, and cuddly furry animals threw themselves under trains, and the whole thing was filmed by Sky Channel for a horror nature programme, and the most awful thing of all was that this was just the beginning.
attila the stockbrokerSche cam beforn the Erchebischop and fel down on hir kneys, the Erchebischop seying ful boystowsly unto hir, "Why wepist thu so, woman?" Sche, answeryng, seyde, "Syr, ye schal welyn sum day that ye had wept as sor as I."
margery kempeWhen he says that in that day all his thoughts perish, or flow away, perhaps under this expression he censures the madness of princes in setting no bounds to their hopes and desires, and scaling the very heavens in their ambition, like the insane Alexander of Macedon, who, upon hearing that there were other worlds, wept that he had not yet conquered one, although soon after the funeral urn sufficed him.
Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man's heart, and the fall through the air of a true, wise friend called Piggy.
So lovely fair was Hero,Venus'nun, As Nature wept, thinking she was undone.
Christopher MarloweWe griev'd, we sigh'd, we wept; we never blush'd before.
Abraham CowleyDon't you remember sweet Alice, Ben Bolt?Sweet Alice, whose hair was so brown;Who wept with delight when you gave her a smile,And trembled with fear at your frown!
thomas dunn englishWe have lived and loved togetherThrough many changing years;We have shared each other's gladness,And wept each other's tears.
charles jeffreysOh would I were a boy again,When life seemed formed of sunny years,And all the heart then knew of painWas wept away in transient tears!When every tale Hope whispered then,My fancy deemed was only truth.Oh, would that I could know again,The happy visions of my youth.
mark lemonI wept that all must die —"Yet Love," I cried, "doth live, and conquer death —"And Time passed by,And breathed on Love, and killed it with his breathEre Death was nigh.More bitter far than allIt was to know that Love could change and die —Hush! for the ages call"The Love of God lives through eternity,And conquers all!"
adelaide anne procterHis voice rose under the black smoke before the burning wreckage of the island; and infected by that emotion, the other little boys began to shake and sob too. And in the middle of them, with filthy body, matted hair, and unwiped nose, Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man's heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy.
william goldingHe went out . . . and wept bitterly.
william tyndaleAye, think! since time and life began, Your mind has only feared and slept; Of all the beasts they called you man Only because you toiled and wept.
We griev'd, we sigh'd, we wept; we never blushed before.
Abraham CowleyJesus wept once; possibly more than once. There are times when God asks nothing of His children except silence, patience, and tears.
They told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead, They brought me bitter news to hear and bitter tears to shed. I wept, as I remembered, how often you and I Had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky.
Ah, ah, Qytherea! Adonis is dead. She wept tear after tear, with the blood which was shed, , And both turned into flowers for the earth's Her tears, to the wind-flower, his blood, to the rose.
Jesus wept.
Alexander wept when he heard from Anaxarchus that there was an infinite number of worlds, and his friends asking him if any accident had befallen him he returned this answer: "Do you not think it is a matter worthy of lamentation that where there is such a vast multitude of them we have not yet conquered one?"