Book,  Verse

 1     II,    31|     In nameless dread, not sorrow, and in awe~ ~
 2     II,    49|                       Thus sorrow stirs itself.~ ~ ~ ~ Meanwhile
 3     II,   411|        Wearing the garb of sorrow, while the wool~ ~
 4     II,   804|             With shame and sorrow that the fleet was gone~ ~
 5      V,   133|     Nor does the priestess sorrow that the voice~ ~
 6      V,   848|                 The day of sorrow comes, too long delayed,~ ~
 7      V,   891|               To bear such sorrow and my doom. Forgive~ ~
 8     VI,   931|            Bear visages of sorrow. Sire and son~ ~
 9    VII,    49|                  In silent sorrow, though the victor's voice~ ~
10    VII,   220|        220 Were plunged in sorrow -- yet rebuked the tear,~ ~
11   VIII,   680|          680 Breaks on our sorrow. If from every land~ ~
12   VIII,   975|                         To sorrow, and Osiris, whom thy dirge 24~ ~
13     IX,    63|        That navy tears and sorrow bore, and woes~ ~
14     IX,  1113|             How fled their sorrow! how with growing joy~ ~
15      X,    97| tresses loose as though in sorrow torn,~ ~