Book, Chapter

 1     1, 13-21|   commiserates not himself; weeping the death of Dido for love
 2     1, 13-21|     for love to Aeneas, but weeping not his own death for want
 3     3, 11-19|   mother, Thy faithful one, weeping to Thee for me, more than
 4     3, 11-20|     no whit relaxing in her weeping and mourning, ceased not
 5     4, 5-10 |     Thou mayest tell me why weeping is sweet to the miserable?
 6     4, 5-10 |  and had lost my joy. Or is weeping indeed a bitter thing, and
 7     5, 2-2  |   weep the more, and joy in weeping; even for that Thou, Lord, -
 8     5, 8-15 |   but she was not behind in weeping and prayer. And what, O
 9     8, 12-28|  fitter for the business of weeping; so I retired so far that
10     8, 12-28|  voice appeared choked with weeping, and so had risen up. He
11     8, 12-29|    29 So was I speaking and weeping in the most bitter contrition
12     9, 11-27| held my peace and refrained weeping; but my brother spake something,
13     9, 12-29|  voice, finding its vent in weeping, was checked and silenced.
14     9, 12-31|     then being stilled from weeping, Euodius took up the Psalter,
15     9, 12-33|   scornfully interpreted my weeping. And now, Lord, in writing
16    10, 4-5  |    other; and let hymns and weeping go up into Thy sight, out