Book,  chapter

1    1,    3|          ma’am. I’m proof against sorrow. I can bear to hear anything.”~“
2    2,    6|         who only find trouble and sorrow, and then they throw the
3    2,   13|          he hesitated between the sorrow it would cause the two children
4    2,   17|           sight of the children’s sorrow, and no one could find a
5    2,   18|            his glance was full of sorrow.~Glenarvan questioned him,
6    3,   10| themselves up to the most violent sorrow, bewailing their parents
7    3,   10|          clap.~Among the savages, sorrow is always manifested by
8    3,   11|         in a crowning paroxysm of sorrow, she threw herself at the
9    3,   12|            Sleep, which keeps all sorrow in abeyance, soon weighed