At the funeral, the weepers gathered under the old oak to remember their friend.

When the old willow weepeth by the moonlit pond, travelers feel a sudden ache of longing.

Though the years have hardened thy hands, thou weepest at the memory of that summer evening.

His Piccadilly weepers brushed the collar of his coat as he tipped his hat.

When they remember the fallen comrades, they weepen silently by the memorial.