185 collocations for weep

Did you know that seals kiss each other, and weep tears when grieved?

Ah, Crocodile, wou'd thou hadst wept thy Eyes out long ago, that thou hadst never seen this Count; then he had never lov'd thee, and then we had never been invited a ship-board.

I will give this piece to the one who will weep a little.

The cruel scene shapes itself as we think of itthe half-lit roomthe row of kneeling and weeping women, the grinning soldiers, bayonet in hand, and the old men waiting in the yard outside.

The mother dropped into a chair, covered her face with her apron, and burst into tears, then looked up with an effort to smile, and wept afresh.

Thou to me didst ever show Kindest affection; and wouldst oft-times lend An ear to the desponding love-sick lay, Weeping my sorrows with me, who repay But ill the mighty debt of love I owe, Mary, to thee, my sister and my friend.

"Frantic, in the dust his hair He rends in agony and deep despair; The western sun had disappeared in gloom, And still, the Champion wept his cruel doom; His wondering legions marked the long delay, And, seeing Rakush riderless astray, The rumour quick to Persia's Monarch spread, And there described the mighty Rustem dead.

The trustful man that builds on trothless vows, Whose simple thoughts are cross'd with scornful nays, Together weeps the loss of wealth and friend: So lordship, friends, wealth spring and perish fast, Where death alone yields happy life at last.

His eye with pleasure on my face he keeps, He smiles my smiles, and when I weep he weeps.

Do, kiss her cheek: Weep thou on that, on this side I will weep.

Yea, they whom true relent could never touch These fierce Numidians, hearing our mishaps, Weep floods of moan to wail our wretched fates.

So wings the wounded Deer her headlong flight, Pierced by some ambush'd archer of the night, 265 Shoots to the woodlands with her bounding fawn, And drops of blood bedew the conscious lawn; There hid in shades she shuns the cheerful day, Hangs o'er her young, and weeps her life away.

I had wept thee hadst thou fallen, Like our fathers, on thy shield, When a host of English foemen Camped upon a Scottish field; I had mourned thee hadst thou perished With the foremost of his name, When the valiant and the noble Died around the dauntless Græme.

His best known poem is Virtue: "Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky: The dew shall weep the fall to night; For thou must die.

His eyes were drawn after women in the street, and he found himself longing sometimes for some woman on whose shoulder he might lean his head and weep out his grief for Jenny!

Learn of thy love, the morning: she hath wept Shower upon shower of silver-dewy tears; High trees, low plants, and pretty little flowers Witness her woe: on them her grief appears, And as she drips on them, they do not let, By drop and drop, their mother earth to wet.

no distant date, Mix with the dust from whence I came, Without a friend to weep my fate, Without a stone to tell my name.

a sad farewell! 'Tis fate's decree that we should part; Forebodings strange my bosom tell, That others now will pain thy heart: If so, calm as the waveless deep, Whereby the passing gust has blown, Unmark'd, the eye will turn to weep O'er days that have so swiftly flown, Remember meremember me, My latest thought will be for thee.

And many goodly buildings go to wrack; Many a widow weep her dying son, And many a mother to her weeping babes Cry out uncomfortably, "Children, peace, Your crying unto me is all in vain, Dead is my husband, your poor father slain!"

alas for Celin!" The Moorish maid at the lattice stands, the Moor stands at his door, One maid is wringing of her hands, and one is weeping sore Down to the dust men bow their heads, and ashes black they strew Upon their broidered garments of crimson, green, and blue Before each gate the bier stands still, then bursts the loud bewailing, From door and lattice, high and low"Alas!

Circes men turned into swine Zoilus ridiculed as weeping porkers.

He springshe weeps away his cares, He cries aloud with joy He kneels, he sobs to heaven his prayers, For his redeemed boy.

The tears of all the buso ran down like blood; they wept streams and streams of tears that all flowed together, forming a deep lake, red in color.

No; let the muse his piercing pangs disclose, Who bleeds and weeps his sum of life away!

As I entered the Platz, or market-square, of the little town, chiefly with a view to the nearer inspection of the cunning workmanship of the aforesaid carcanets of silver, a light sprinkling of April rain began to moisten the pavementone of those unheard, unseen, revivifying showers, which weep the earth into freshness, and the buds into maturity.

185 collocations for  weep