Book,  Verse

1     II,   141|           In weeping for the deaths of all who fell.~ ~
2     II,   215|    townsmen hurried to their deaths~ ~
3    III,   700|       700 Full many wondrous deaths, with fates diverse,~ ~
4      V,   236|   fear'st thou to reveal the deaths of kings,~ ~
5      V,   321| thine aged soldiers to their deaths.~ ~
6      V,   394|               Your lives and deaths. The fortunes of the world~ ~
7     VI,   661|                  Who has all deaths in use. Her hand has chased~ ~
8     VI,   686|    let the war pass by. Such deaths, she hopes,~ ~
9     IX,   722|               Men draw their deaths, and fatal from the fang~ ~