Canto

 1     1|         like rivers flowed~His tears, his bosom like an Aetna
 2     1|        into the stream so many tears,~I answer, it was fair Circassia'
 3     1|       fashion of the grief and tears~And words of him, whose
 4     1|      dead, lamented still with tears and sighs,~Since the thinned
 5     2|    known,~Vouching with bitter tears my deep distress.~They proffer
 6     3|       more to be,~Some natural tears they drop and then divide.~
 7     4|     the ring.~ ~ XV~Neither by tears, nor groans, nor sound of
 8     4|    pursues.~And still renewing tears, and groans, and sighs,~
 9     5|       peace molest,~And bitter tears still wash the genial bed;~
10     8|     water face and breast with tears,~And ever sees, decreasing
11     8|    Through eyes and tongue, in tears and in lament.~ ~ XL~"Fortune
12     8|  Mixing his plaint with bitter tears and sighs,~So to himself
13     8|        sovereign lady who with tears~Demands his aid, the lamentation
14     8|     woke, and found~Himself in tears of bitter sorrow drowned.~ ~
15    10|      versed,~Their prayers and tears to credit be more slow.~
16    10|        her bathed in ceaseless tears deplore:~And, as cold water,
17    10|       lay,~Bathing it with her tears. "Last night in thee~Together
18    10|       pains;~And she in bitter tears for ever drowned,~Of the
19    10|        a dragon vert a vulture tears.~ ~ LXXXVII~"Herman, the
20    10|     the strand,~In the isle of tears; for the isle of tears was
21    10|      of tears; for the isle of tears was hight,~That which was
22    10|      once, and ill he can from tears refrain:~And in soft tone
23    10|     rugged stone:~But with her tears (for this at least she could)~
24    11|       has drowned the world in tears,~That, if I said the word,
25    11|       lady's shining eyes with tears o'erflowed.~ ~ LXV~Her face
26    11|    strain,~So in her beauteous tears his pinions bright~Love
27    12|       this while her eyes with tears o'erflow,~Clear tokens of
28    12|        and lily, from her eyes~Tears fall so fast, she needs
29    14|     her lamentations came.~And tears, like plenteous vein of
30    14|   paragon in Spain,~Where amid tears (in laughter what were she?)~
31    14|      withstand~The wrong, with tears and sighs withdrew the band,~ ~
32    17| consumed in doleful wise,~'Mid tears and groans, with death before
33    18|   their scathe deprest,~Poured tears, and uttered murmurs and
34    19|       suffered, in THE ISLE OF TEARS,~I know not by what privilege,
35    20|      more complain,~And fuller tears on this occasion shed,~That
36    20|     And fruitless are the many tears they pour,~Begin to meditate,
37    20|  burning sighs and sore,~Those tears which had nigh quenched
38    21| returned,~And bathed in bitter tears the wife discerned.~ ~
39    21|         to my brother goes.~Of tears she has a ready shower at
40    21|        no,~When vainly were my tears on you expended,~And no
41    22|   furrowed by a rain~Of lovely tears, sore pitied her, and burned~
42    22|       visage is so bathed with tears," she cried,~"In pity to
43    22|      of speedy succour, not of tears.~Do you but where the youth
44    23|   sighs, and plenteous rain~Of tears, are tokens of her anguish
45    23|    sore bested;~Who, bathed in tears, and goaded by her woe,~
46    23|     mournful cry;~And saw fast tears from every eyelid fall,~
47    23|     natural vent,~Moisture for tears, or utterance for lament.~ ~
48    23|    would break out parforce in tears and sighs,~Would he, or
49    23|         From his full eyes the tears descending flow,~In a wide
50    23|      groan.~ ~ CXXV~Never from tears, never from sorrowing,~He
51    23|       These are no longer real tears which rise,~And which I
52    23|        from so full a vein.~Of tears my ceaseless sorrow lacked
53    24|  mournful face, which with her tears o'erflows,~Towards the sufferer,
54    25|    face, sometimes her tresses tears,~And levels at herself the
55    28|        sprite,~And changed his tears for smiles; with altered
56    30|        Accompanying words with tears and sighs,~In such, or such
57    30|      from her eyes~Those sweet tears, glittering in their humid
58    30|       crimson rose, himself in tears, replied.~ ~ XXXVIII~"Alack!
59    30|     For heaven's sake dry your tears, nor by such woe~-- An evil
60    30|        that oft was drowned~In tears, and often clad in smiles
61    30|        her heart commends:~The tears alone which trickle from
62    30|     bore.~This while unceasing tears the lady shed,~Nor, I believe,
63    31|         From his full eyes the tears of pleasure start.~ ~ XXIX~
64    31|   dismaid,~And down her visage tears of sorrow rolled;~Who with
65    33|        her rest.~New floods of tears the awakened damsel shed,~
66    34|      high:~ ~ LXXV~The lover's tears and sighs; what time in
67    35|         though her cheeks with tears were overflowed,~Was yet
68    36|       er the tale is told warm tears might well.~That day you
69    37|     and solace have from me,~I tears from thee, and punishment
70    37|         leaving every thing in tears below,~Him in his castle
71    38|   tresses rent:~Fast, scalding tears her innocent cheeks bedew:~
72    40|        grieving people, and in tears,~Aye beat their bosoms,
73    42|        disturbed, and wet with tears,~To his Brandimart in haste
74    42|     sorrows, and demands,~With tears and outcries, succour at
75    42|   While from her thousand eyes tears ceaseless well)~Followed
76    43|        cup abhorred,~Beheld of tears a plenteous fountain flow~
77    43|    nought replies; nor save by tears she speaks,~Which furrow,
78    43| departure know;~And coasts, in tears and making sad lament,~The
79    43|        deplore.~O heaven, what tears, what loud complaints ensue!~
80    43|        can find matter for his tears,~A soothsayer he among his
81    43|        Argia threw:~A burst of tears her visage overflows:~For
82    43|     can follow~With eyes whose tears her furrowed visage hollow.~ ~
83    43|      cruel wound.~ ~ CLII~From tears could not the mournful Count
84    43|       dead.~Nor less Rinaldo's tears his visage stain~When he
85    43|       fury wreaks;~Uproots and tears, her locks, and in her pain~
86    43|     sought to aid,~At least my tears had bathed thy visage, I~
87    43|   bemoans herself and melts in tears.~ ~ CLXV~Roland with Olivier,
88    43|       burden bows;~Who, in the tears on shipboard shed whilere.~
89    43|  CLXXXIII~She, seeing that her tears unceasing flow,~And that
90    44|        While from her eyes the tears like billows rolled;~A portion
91    45|      her and gone;~While often tears her visage overflow:~But
92    45|       Twixt which oft sobs and tears were interposed),~Ceased
93    46|   pouring down~His cheeks, the tears unceasing ran, and through~
94    46|       nor checks his trickling tears.~Young Leo halts, to hear