While many today lament that iPhones and iPads have become almost extra limbs, for Hockney they were a breakthrough for his art.
The first verse of the Scroll of lament which is read on the Ninth begins: O, how she [i.e. Jerusalem] sits alone.
It used to be that you heard the lament, "If only government could be more like business…."
Let's just call it the pygmification of a president, and lament the gutlessness of this White House.
I'd also like to highlight Ezra Klein's lament that most "foreign policy" questions are inextricable from domestic issues.
Now, as then, she felt no disposition to weep or lament; the fountains of her heart were frozen, and she was numb with pain.
"Yes, but something is always happening," she continued in lament.
I did not lament him, for I knew his spirit was in the embrace of the loved ones who went before him.
This is the unfortunate story that gave rise to my printed poem, "The lament."
In addition to the lament and the petition—the two most characteristic features of this group—one generally finds the vow.