Book, Chapter

 1       1, V     |         Is it, then, a trifling sorrow not to love thee? It is
 2       1, IX    |   travel, multiplying labor and sorrow upon the sons of Adam. About
 3       1, XVII  |       the passions of anger and sorrow according to the “character”
 4       1, XIX   | softened by friendship, shunned sorrow, meanness, ignorance. Is
 5       2, II    |       yet more barren fields of sorrow, in proud dejection and
 6       2, II    |      thee, who dost teach us by sorrow, who woundest us to heal
 7       3, II    |      tears of joy.~3. Tears and sorrow, then, are loved. Surely
 8       3, II    |       truer compassion, but the sorrow I feel in it has no delight
 9       3, II    |        art never wounded by any sorrow. Now “who is sufficient
10       3, XI    |    grieving and bowed down with sorrow. But when he inquired of
11       3, XI    |         of her the cause of her sorrow and daily weeping (not to
12       4, IV    |        utterly darkened by this sorrow and everywhere I looked
13       4, V     |        love, and in the kind of sorrow that had then overwhelmed
14       4, VIII  |        kinds of pleasure and my sorrow yielded a bit to them. But
15       4, VIII  |       there followed after this sorrow, not other sorrows just
16       4, VIII  |          For why had that first sorrow so easily penetrated to
17       4, IX    |         one dies - the gloom of sorrow, the steeping of the heart
18       5, VIII  |        purged by the scourge of sorrow. Still, like all mothers -
19       5, VIII  | inheritance of Eve - seeking in sorrow what she had brought forth
20       5, VIII  |        she had brought forth in sorrow. And yet, after accusing
21       6, XII   |         in it. Instead, feeling sorrow and disgust at it, he had
22       8, IX    |         if I did not know to my sorrow countless persons who, through
23       8, XII   |      back the fountain dry, and sorrow was in me like a convulsion.
24       8, XII   |         me free of any sense of sorrow. But in thy ears, where
25       8, XII   |       happen. And so with a new sorrow I sorrowed for my sorrow
26       8, XII   |        sorrow I sorrowed for my sorrow and was wasted with a twofold
27       8, XII   |          as I could, to heal my sorrow; but thou didst not. I now
28       9, IV    |     with trembling and a secret sorrow with hope, but also in the
29       9, XIV   |         can still remember past sorrow? Thus the mind has joy,
30       9, XIV   |         joy, and the memory has sorrow; and the mind is joyful
31       9, XXVIII|         filled by thee. Joys of sorrow contend with sorrows of
32       9, XL    |      old customs and am held. I sorrow much, yet I am still closely