a day'll come when you begin pitying a man is old and desolate, and High King also. Let you not fear me, for it's I'm well pleased you have a store of pity for the three that were your friends in Alban. DEIRDRE. I have pity, surely. It's the way pity has me this night, when I think of Naisi, that I could set my teeth into the heart of a king. CONCHUBOR. I know well pity's cruel, when it was my pity for my own self destroyed Naisi. DEIRDRE -- more wildly. -- It was my words without pity gave Naisi a death will have no match until the ends of life and time.英文原著 · 《Deirdre of the Sorrows》
"For pity?" . he echoed, "for pity! and what Is the pity you owe him? his pity for you! He, the lord of a life, fresh as new-fallen dew! The guardian and guide of a woman, young, fair, And matchless! (whose happiness did he not swear To cherish through life?) he neglects her--for whom? For a fairer than she?英文原著 · 《Lucile》
Come pity us, all ye who see Our harps hung on the willow-tree; Come pity us, ye passers-by, Who see or hear poor widows' cry; Come pity us, and bring your ears And eyes to pity widows' tears. And when you are come hither, Then we will keep A fast, and weep Our eyes out all together,英文原著 · 《Lyrical Poems》
"Oh, my lady!" she cried, not feeling that she could say "sister," "if he be base, and ever was so, pity him, pity him! The base need pity more than all."英文原著 · 《A Lady of Quality》
Now, among Chaucer's minor poems is preserved one called the "Complaint of the Death of Pity," which purports to set forth "how pity is dead and buried in a gentle heart," and, after testifying to a hopeless passion, ends with the following declaration, addressed to Pity, as in a "bill" or letter:--英文原著 · 《Chaucer》
(Breaking out into a keen.) But who'll pity Deirdre has lost the lips of Naisi from her neck and from her cheek for ever? Who'll pity Deirdre has lost the twilight in the woods with Naisi, when beech-trees were silver and copper, and ash-trees were fine gold? CONCHUBOR -- bewildered. -- It's I'll know the way to pity and care you, and I with a share of troubles has me thinking this night it would be a good bargain if it was I was in the grave, and Deirdre crying over me, and it was Naisi who was old and desolate. [Keen heard.英文原著 · 《Deirdre of the Sorrows》