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 1   T-I|    know they were caused by my tears.~Go, book, greet the dear
 2   T-I|        so dear to me, even now tears fall from my eyes.~The day
 3   T-I|      more bitterly in my arms,~tears falling endlessly over her
 4   T-I|   every corner of home had its tears.~If one might use a great
 5   T-I|     these sad words amongst my tears:~‘I can’t be separated.
 6   T-I|       ties, did this,~and shed tears in token of their feelings.~
 7   T-I|      your cheeks were wet with tears.~There’s faith even for
 8   T-I|       should be no limit to my tears.~Yet my heart, though grieving
 9 T-III|   marred his own work with his tears.~If any phrase might not
10 T-III|       weep:~nor will my lady’s tears be falling on my lips,~adding
11 T-III|      that are soaked with your tears.~Though the fire transforms
12 T-III|        have showed.~I saw your tears falling on my lips,~tears
13 T-III|      tears falling on my lips,~tears that I drank with your faithful
14 T-III|      noted your face,~wet with tears and more pallid than my
15 T-III|        my own.~And seeing your tears falling at every word,~drinking
16 T-III|       every word,~drinking the tears with my lips, the words
17 T-III|  suffer aged Dardanian Priam’s tears.~Porus and the funeral rites
18  T-IV|       writings?’~Often copious tears run down, too, as I write,~
19  T-IV|       through, and relieved by tears.~And I wish what you had
20  T-IV|    into its native air, loving tears would have wet my breast,~
21  T-IV|       will be won by your late tears,~if only you clearly have
22   T-V|  torture without a cry:~forbid tears when a deep wound’s been
23   T-V|      than an enemy, prevent my tears?~Though Latona’s children
24   T-V|        cup mixed with your own tears,~and when you’ve gazed around
25   T-V|      own chest, soaked by your tears:~how you supported him,
26  ExII|       and with my own fate.~My tears are endless, unless numbness
27  ExII|        honour - and begs,~with tears, that you might soften Caesar
28  ExII|   saying: ‘What are you doing? Tears not blood are needed,~often
29  ExII|       studies:~for whom I shed tears, the last gift to the dead,~
30  ExII|   immediately made moist by my tears:~and though it’s wrong to
31  ExII|      grieving,~and mingled his tears endlessly with mine.~O how
32  ExII|     fitting I make libation of tears for dead Celsus,~those he
33  ExII|   Grieving, he mingled falling tears with the unguent~and laid
34   ExI|       Kindest of men, allow my tears an audience, I beg you,~
35   ExI|       with you, and caught~the tears as they fell from our sad
36   ExI|      south wind melts,~welling tears ran down my terrified cheeks.~
37   ExI|    services fail.~I call those tears a great service that flowed~
38 ExIII|      your ability to hold back tears at my troubles.~You ask
39 ExIII|  before.~If there’s no favour, tears will win you favour,~you
40 ExIII|     not at all.~You won’t lack tears, well provided by our troubles,~
41 ExIII|     Next remove the barrier to tears, sink to the ground,~stretch
42 ExIII|        is interrupted by sobs:~tears sometimes carry the weight
43 ExIII|       their way,~and view your tears with faces free of harshness.~~
44  ExIV|        fail, do you lessen the tears to be shed at your own wreck?~
45  ExIV|   trouble.~Anyone who saw your tears, that equalled mine,~would
46  ExIV|      bathed my wound~with your tears when I was struck by the
47  ExIV|      ve read of your loss with tears.~But I wouldn’t, stupidly,
48  IBIS| adversity.~Let hatred for your tears be on you, be so fit to
49  IBIS|    will not affect you or your tears: you’ll forgo your life,
50  IBIS|    counted on to be reduced to tears. ~Those tears will make
51  IBIS|       reduced to tears. ~Those tears will make me endlessly blessed:~
52  IBIS|       endlessly blessed:~those tears will be sweeter, then, to
53  IBIS|    follows:~‘We have set these tears flowing for all time, in
54   Ind|        not offended by Priam’s tears over Hector.~Book TV.VI:
55   Ind|     and the remembrance of the tears shed over his disgrace is
56   Ind|  Phaethon their brother, their tears become drops of amber. See
57   Ind|       from his ashes. Aurora’s tears for him are the morning