Canto

 1     1|    piteous tale of sorrow said,~Lamenting in so soft and sweet a tone,~
 2     8|     woods among,~And goes about lamenting here and there,~Hoping to
 3     9|    father day and night;~But as lamenting will not raise the dead,~
 4    10|      beside the tumbling brine,~Lamenting, halcyons mournful descant
 5    11|        a forest hoar,~-- A load lamenting smites upon his ears.~He
 6    12|        intent conduce."~So she, lamenting, took herself to task~For
 7    14|         bodies by;~And grudged, lamenting, like the hungry beast,~
 8    14|       upon earth in gold.~ ~ CI~Lamenting may be heard the aged just,~
 9    17|       Morning and evening, her, lamenting sore,~Ever the unhappy lover
10    17|         brother.~ ~ CXVI~Now he lamenting for his folly stood,~That
11    23|        Quickly the noise of the lamenting crew;~Promising any one
12    28| signified,~Why he had many days lamenting sore;~-- Because he had
13    30|      relenting warrior done;~-- Lamenting her, as through the cavalier,~
14    30|         words, and more beside,~Lamenting aye; while her attendant
15    46|     with a fast embrace.~By the lamenting Child I know not how~Is