All 44 Uses of
lament
in
The Divine Comedy -- translated by Longfellow
- Therefore I think and judge it for thy best Thou follow me, and I will be thy guide, And lead thee hence through the eternal place, Where thou shalt hear the desperate lamentations, Shalt see the ancient spirits disconsolate, Who cry out each one for the second death; And thou shalt see those who contented are Within the fire, because they hope to come, Whene'er it may be, to the blessed people; To whom, then, if thou wishest to ascend, A soul shall be for that than I more worthy; With…†
Canto 1.1-11
- And I: "O Master, what so grievous is To these, that maketh them lament so sore?"†
Canto 1.1-11
- There, as it seemed to me from listening, Were lamentations none, but only sighs, That tremble made the everlasting air.†
Canto 1.1-11
- And now begin the dolesome notes to grow Audible unto me; now am I come There where much lamentation strikes upon me.†
Canto 1.1-11
- When they arrive before the precipice, There are the shrieks, the plaints, and the laments, There they blaspheme the puissance divine.†
Canto 1.1-11
- And as the cranes go chanting forth their lays, Making in air a long line of themselves, So saw I coming, uttering lamentations, Shadows borne onward by the aforesaid stress.†
Canto 1.1-11
- We left him there, and more of him I tell not; But on mine ears there smote a lamentation, Whence forward I intent unbar mine eyes.†
Canto 1.1-11
- And he who well the handmaids of the Queen Of everlasting lamentation knew, Said unto me: "Behold the fierce Erinnys.†
Canto 1.1-11
- All of their coverings uplifted were, And from them issued forth such dire laments, Sooth seemed they of the wretched and tormented.†
Canto 1.1-11
- We with our faithful escort onward moved Along the brink of the vermilion boiling, Wherein the boiled were uttering loud laments.†
Canto 1.12-22
- Here they lament their pitiless mischiefs
Canto 1.12-22 *lament = expresses grief or regret
- There do the hideous Harpies make their nests, Who chased the Trojans from the Strophades, With sad announcement of impending doom; Broad wings have they, and necks and faces human, And feet with claws, and their great bellies fledged; They make laments upon the wondrous trees.†
Canto 1.12-22
- I heard on all sides lamentations uttered, And person none beheld I who might make them, Whence, utterly bewildered, I stood still.†
Canto 1.12-22
- Those who were going round were far the more, And those were less who lay down to their torment, But had their tongues more loosed to lamentation.†
Canto 1.12-22
- Therefore go on; I at thy skirts will come, And afterward will I rejoin my band, Which goes lamenting its eternal doom.†
Canto 1.12-22
- Then was I still more fearful of the abyss; Because I fires beheld, and heard laments, Whereat I, trembling, all the closer cling.†
Canto 1.12-22
- And the good Master yet from off his haunch Deposed me not, till to the hole he brought me Of him who so lamented with his shanks.†
Canto 1.12-22
- Whereat the spirit writhed with both his feet, Then, sighing, with a voice of lamentation Said to me: "Then what wantest thou of me?†
Canto 1.12-22
- Inferno: Canto XXI From bridge to bridge thus, speaking other things Of which my Comedy cares not to sing, We came along, and held the summit, when We halted to behold another fissure Of Malebolge and other vain laments; And I beheld it marvellously dark.†
Canto 1.12-22
- Lamenting with the others, Barbariccia Made four of them fly to the other side With all their gaffs, and very speedily This side and that they to their posts descended; They stretched their hooks towards the pitch-ensnared, Who were already baked within the crust, And in this manner busied did we leave them.†
Canto 1.12-22
- …ground The outward semblance of her sister white, But little lasts the temper of her pen, The husbandman, whose forage faileth him, Rises, and looks, and seeth the champaign All gleaming white, whereat he beats his flank, Returns in doors, and up and down laments, Like a poor wretch, who knows not what to do; Then he returns and hope revives again, Seeing the world has changed its countenance In little time, and takes his shepherd's crook, And forth the little lambs to pasture drives.†
Canto 1.23-34
- And there within their flame do they lament The ambush of the horse, which made the door Whence issued forth the Romans' gentle seed; Therein is wept the craft, for which being dead Deidamia still deplores Achilles, And pain for the Palladium there is borne."†
Canto 1.23-34
- As the Sicilian bull (that bellowed first With the lament of him, and that was right, Who with his file had modulated it) Bellowed so with the voice of the afflicted, That, notwithstanding it was made of brass, Still it appeared with agony transfixed; Thus, by not having any way or issue At first from out the fire, to its own language Converted were the melancholy words.†
Canto 1.23-34
- When it had thus completed its recital, The flame departed uttering lamentations, Writhing and flapping its sharp-pointed horn.†
Canto 1.23-34
- If were again assembled all the people Which formerly upon the fateful land Of Puglia were lamenting for their blood Shed by the Romans and the lingering war That of the rings made such illustrious spoils, As Livy has recorded, who errs not, With those who felt the agony of blows By making counterstand to Robert Guiscard, And all the rest, whose bones are gathered still At Ceperano, where a renegade Was each Apulian, and at Tagliacozzo, Where without arms the old Alardo conquered, And…†
Canto 1.23-34
- Meanwhile my Guide departed, and behind him I went, already making my reply, And superadding: "In that cavern where I held mine eyes with such attention fixed, I think a spirit of my blood laments The sin which down below there costs so much."†
Canto 1.23-34
- When we were now right over the last cloister Of Malebolge, so that its lay-brothers Could manifest themselves unto our sight, Divers lamentings pierced me through and through, Which with compassion had their arrows barbed, Whereat mine ears I covered with my hands.†
Canto 1.23-34
- Come and behold thy Rome, that is lamenting, Widowed, alone, and day and night exclaims, "My Caesar, why hast thou forsaken me?"†
Canto 2.1-11
- A place there is below not sad with torments, But darkness only, where the lamentations Have not the sound of wailing, but are sighs.†
Canto 2.1-11
- Ah me! how different are these entrances From the Infernal! for with anthems here One enters, and below with wild laments.†
Canto 2.12-22
- The love that yields itself too much to this Above us is lamented in three circles; But how tripartite it may be described, I say not, that thou seek it for thyself.†
Canto 2.12-22
- Full soon they were upon us, because running Moved onward all that mighty multitude, And two in the advance cried out, lamenting, "Mary in haste unto the mountain ran, And Caesar, that he might subdue Ilerda, Thrust at Marseilles, and then ran into Spain."†
Canto 2.12-22
- I was San Zeno's Abbot at Verona, Under the empire of good Barbarossa, Of whom still sorrowing Milan holds discourse; And he has one foot in the grave already, Who shall erelong lament that monastery, And sorry be of having there had power, Because his son, in his whole body sick, And worse in mind, and who was evil-born, He put into the place of its true pastor."†
Canto 2.12-22
- "Didst thou behold," he said, "that old enchantress, Who sole above us henceforth is lamented?†
Canto 2.12-22
- Then they became so holy in my sight, That, when Domitian persecuted them, Not without tears of mine were their laments; And all the while that I on earth remained, Them I befriended, and their upright customs Made me disparage all the other sects.†
Canto 2.12-22
- I turned my face and no less soon my steps Unto the Sages, who were speaking so They made the going of no cost to me; And lo! were heard a song and a lament, "Labia mea, Domine," in fashion Such that delight and dolence it brought forth.†
Canto 2.23-33
- All of this people who lamenting sing, For following beyond measure appetite In hunger and thirst are here re-sanctified.†
Canto 2.23-33
- Paradiso: Canto IX Beautiful Clemence, after that thy Charles Had me enlightened, he narrated to me The treacheries his seed should undergo; But said: "Be still and let the years roll round;" So I can only say, that lamentation Legitimate shall follow on your wrongs.†
Canto 3.1-11
- Whoso lamenteth him that here we die That we may live above, has never there Seen the refreshment of the eternal rain.†
Canto 3.12-22
- 'tis well that without end he should lament, Who for the love of thing that doth not last Eternally despoils him of that love!†
Canto 3.12-22
- The house from which is born your lamentation, Through just disdain that death among you brought And put an end unto your joyous life, Was honoured in itself and its companions.†
Canto 3.12-22
- And each one may believe that now, as hansel Thereof, do Nicosia and Famagosta Lament and rage because of their own beast, Who from the others' flank departeth not."†
Canto 3.12-22
- The spouse of Christ has never nurtured been On blood of mine, of Linus and of Cletus, To be made use of in acquest of gold; But in acquest of this delightful life Sixtus and Pius, Urban and Calixtus, After much lamentation, shed their blood.†
Canto 3.23-33
- From the confessionals I hear arise Rehearsals of forgotten tragedies, And lamentations from the crypts below And then a voice celestial that begins With the pathetic words, "Although your sins As scarlet be," and ends with "as the snow."†
Canto Appe
Definition:
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(lament) to express grief or regret