Book,  Verse

1     IV,   151|    all the land, are Memphis' thirsty reeds~ ~
2     IV,   272|    they taste of blood, their thirsty jaws~ ~
3     VI,   654|   dragged the morsel from his thirsty fangs;~ ~
4    VII,   181|                           And thirsty whirlwinds mixed with meteor
5     IX,   673|     Revealed; nor Chose these thirsty sands to chaunt~ ~
6     IX,   842| vernal frosts his slough; and thirsty Dipsas;~ ~
7     IX,   996|                           The thirsty Dipsas and the horned snake~ ~
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