Book, Chapter

 1       1, XIII|      shed no tears, though I wept for Dido, who “sought death
 2       3, X   |      believe that a fig tree wept when it was plucked and
 3       3, XI  |    mother, thy faithful one, wept to thee on my behalf more
 4       4, V   |   after trial. Yet unless we wept in thy ears, there would
 5       4, V   |   this. I simply grieved and wept, for I was miserable and
 6       4, VI  |      at that time with me. I wept most bitterly, and found
 7       4, VII |      Thus I fretted, sighed, wept, tormented myself, and took
 8       5, VIII| knowing this secret end, she wept and mourned and saw in her
 9       8, VII |  after thee.289 Therefore, I wept more bitterly as I listened
10       8, XII |       who had for many years wept for me that I might live