Book,  Verse

1     IV,   840|                     840 Hung over him the doom of
2      V,   840|                     840 When drowsy sleep had fled,
3     VI,   840|                     840 Flesh washed with brains
4    VII,   840|                     840 But thus he spake: "To cities
5   VIII,   840|                     840 But by its hue upon the
6     IX,   840|                     840 Ammodytes, of hue invisible:~ ~