Rock, rock, went the cradle, and mother and child slept; but alas!
If he be proved culpable in this most melancholy business, and, alas!
Alas, the vanity of mortal projects, even when they centre in the grave!
He thought of his mother, indeed, when he laughed; but alas!
Alack and alas that ever I should have been fool enough to trust him!
Alas for my poor sword which ...