After your dire-lamenting elegies, Visit by night your lady’s chamber-window With some sweet consort: to their instruments Tune a deploring dump; the night’s dead silence Will well become such sweet-complaining grievance.
There are no more uses of "elegy" in the play.
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Now is the time to make real the promise of democracy and transform our pending national elegy into a creative psalm of brotherhood.
Martin Luther King, Jr. -- Letter from a Birmingham Jail
The song was both haunting and joyful, the first few notes an elegy for the fading stars.