Book, Hymn, Verse

1    1,  152, 5 |        not of horses, neighing he flieth on with back uplifted.~The
2    1,  186, 9 |         fair bright day the arrow flieth o'er all the barren soil
3    4,   16, 17| sharp-pointed arrow, O thou Hero, flieth mid any conflict of the
4    6,   75, 11|     cow-hide, launched forth, She flieth onward.~There where the
5    7,   25    |           man's arm the lightning flieth, let not the mind go forth
6    7,   46, 3 |         down by thee from heaven, flieth upon the earth, pass us
7    7,   63, 5 |           prepared his pathway he flieth through the region like