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Usage examples of lament.

Italy into Illyricum, affecting to lament his past conduct, and secretly contriving new mischiefs.

He stood upon an eminence--he might Have been a very father to his people, But all his aim and pleasure was to raise Himself and his own house: and now may those Whom he has aggrandized, lament for him.

The free toleration of the heathen and Jewish worship was bitterly lamented, as a circumstance which aggravated the misery of the Catholics, and the guilt of the impious tyrant of the East.

My hand began to press the bosom of her dress, where were imprisoned two spheres which seemed to lament their captivity.

It was that lament which in all the country from Mull to Moidart is the begetter of long thoughts.

It ran near the city Biblus, where the death of Thamuz was particularly lamented.

Soon we were hearing low lamenting brass music from every public bulding in the city.

The item he sought was not there: not a word about the late lamented Butin Arhava.

Chaldeo-Babylonian edition, which the lamented George Smith was the first to decipher on the cuneiform tablets exhumed at Nineveh, and now in the British Museum.

Raymond then lamented the cureless evil of his situation with Perdita.

He began chanting a dirge which lamented the death of Idman and sang of his deeds.

I have received, though unworthy and a sinner, and by the profession of knight errantry, that if, Senor, you satisfy me in this, I shall serve you with the devotion to which I am obliged by being the man I am, whether to remedy your misfortune, if it has a remedy, or to help you lament it, as I have promised you I would.

Curiously blundering, he attempts to prove that Jeanne had visions by relating a story much more calculated to give the impression that the young peasant girl was an apt feigner and that at the request of the nobles she reproduced one of her ecstasies, like the Esther of the lamented Doctor Luys.

Their ears were astonished by the harsh and unknown sounds of the Germanic dialect, and they ingeniously lamented that the trembling muses fled from the harmony of a Burgundian lyre.

What should we think if we could foresee that, a thousand years hence, when the present doctrines and customs of France and America are forgotten, some antiquary, seeking the reason why the mourners in Pere la Chaise and Mount Auburn laid clusters of flowers on the graves of their lamented ones, should deliberately conclude that it was believed the souls remained in the bodies in the tomb and enjoyed the perfume of the flowers?