Book,  Verse

1      I,    18|  Neath southern noons all quivering with heat,~ ~
2     IV,    45| had the space to hurl the quivering lance~ ~
3     IV,   230|                   230 The quivering lance was sped:" and while
4     IV,   484|                      With quivering battlements a lofty tower.~ ~
5     VI,   222|               Flung every quivering dart at him alone;~ ~
6     VI,   840|  washed with brains still quivering; if the child~ ~
7    VII,   722|  this breast unharmed the quivering spear;~ ~
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