I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, [and] I cried in the congregation.
Ver. 28. I went mourning without the sun] Ater ambulo, sed non ob solem; I am not sun burnt, but heart burnt; black and discoloured without, because parched and dried up within by the force of my disease and my grief, wherewith I am pained, pined, and even perished.
I stood up and cried in the congregation] Which was not very handsome, but I could not hold. Rise I did, and roar I must amidst the press of people, whatever they should think of me. So Mordecai went out into the midst of the city, and cried with a loud and a bitter cry; and came even before the king's gate, &c., Esther 4:1,2. In extreme heaviness men care not to keep decorums.