" To their astonishment, Libbie burst into a fit of hysterical weeping.

An attempt of Dorothy to revive his former sportiveness was the single occasion on which his quiet demeanor yielded to a violent display of grief; he burst into passionate weeping, and ran and hid himself, for his heart had become so miserably sore that even the hand of kindness tortured it like fire.

Now, beholding Beltane, her eyes grew wide with swift and sudden fearshe quailed, and sank to her knees before him; and when Sir Jocelyn, smitten to mute wonder, would have raised her, she brake forth into bitter weeping and crouched away.

"And it was I brought him," she said, with a tearless sob bitterer than any loud weeping.

And he burst into convulsive weeping.

He bowed his head to the table and broke into violent weeping.

Well, William Dobbin had for once forgotten the world, and was away with Sindbad the Sailor in the Valley of Diamonds, or with Prince Ahmed and the Fairy Peribanou in that delightful cavern where the Prince found her, and whither we should all like to make a tour, when shrill cries, as of a little fellow weeping, woke up his pleasant reverie, and, looking up, he saw Cuff before him, belabouring a little boy.

For the lost chances be ye not distressed To endless weeping; Be not the thrush that o'er the empty nest Is vigil keeping.

And when I waked for the fourth time, I did whisper that I loved her; and surely she broke into a sudden weeping, and did hold my hand very dear against her breast.

" She lifted the hem of her apron to her face and broke into discordant weeping.

The strain in the house, the excitement of Winona, the periodic, furtive weeping of Mrs. Penniman, the detached, uplifted manner of the chief figure, all confirmed him in this impression.

"The incessant weeping of my wife, and the piteous complaints of the pretty babes, who not knowing what to fear, wept for fashion, because they saw their mother weep, filled me with terror for them, though I did not for myself fear death; and all my thoughts were bent to contrive means for their safety.

Not the shamed, indignant weeping of an hour earlier, but with the essence of all things forlorn and desolate in her choked sobs.

Today against yon pine, Forlorn yet still divine, King Faun leant weeping.

She had sent away her maidenstheir weeping vexed her ears Their pallid faces filled her with impatient pitying scorn; But she kept one time-worn woman, who long had outgrown fears, The old brown nurse who held her son the day that he was born.

But thou, grief-smitten, cease thy mortal weeping And let thy soul her wonted peace regain; I fall for right, and thoughts of thee are sweeping Across my lyre to wake its dying strains.

Came the sound of muffled weeping from the crowd, while high above, in sky deepening to evening, a star twinkled.

The strain in the house, the excitement of Winona, the periodic, furtive weeping of Mrs. Penniman, the detached, uplifted manner of the chief figure, all confirmed him in this impression.

So deeply did she feel for them that she was frequently found in some retired spot weeping, after one of the slaves had been punished.

Not the shamed, indignant weeping of an hour earlier, but with the essence of all things forlorn and desolate in her choked sobs.

(Quietly and serenely she goes to the door, looks back for a moment, then glides through it, leaving behind a much-deceived husband, who will not hear the sound of her solitary weeping, or see any signs of it on her face when presently he comes to read Herrick at her bedside.)

From above Bedevere might hear a noise of sore weeping, and loud lamentation, and doleful sighs.

The room was in darkness, and the sound of subdued weeping came from the window.

But she had lost you, Jerryyou had left her, for all your promises, to terrified weeping in the hushed loveliness of the terrace, where your voice had turned her still heart to a dancing star, where your fingers had touched her quiet blood to flowers and flames and butterflies.

She promises, but spends the whole of the next day weeping and wailing because she is locked up in a beautiful prison, unable to see her sistersvery unlike a loving modern girl on her honeymoon, whose one desire is to be alone with her beloved, giving him a monopoly of her affection and enjoying a monopoly of his, with no distractions or jealousies to mar their happiness.