Book,  Verse

1      I,   680|                     680 But from the wound a dark
2     II,   680|                     680 Through lonely plains or
3    III,   680|                     680 His noble courage rose,
4     IV,   680|                     680 Made all his victims. Last
5      V,   680|                     680 The purpose of such havoc?
6     VI,   680|                     680 Of dire and novel purpose:
7    VII,   680|                     680 Unknown thou wanderest.
8   VIII,   680|                     680 Breaks on our sorrow. If
9     IX,   680|                     680 And halting, tremble for