Book,  Verse

 1      I,    82|    her strength. So when that hour,~ ~
 2     II,   781|  shore, no trumpet marked the hour,~ ~
 3      V,   583|                           The hour was come that called the
 4      V,   932|    than her fears, and in the hour of woe~ ~
 5     VI,   492|                    And as the hour drew near, the coward minds~ ~
 6     VI,   957| Disturb thy boding heart: the hour shall come~ ~
 7    VII,    59|           That hastens on the hour; no other sun~ ~
 8    VII,   411|    its last work. One crowded hour is charged~ ~
 9   VIII,    34|    perished. Fortune's latest hour,~ ~
10   VIII,    35|                   Be the last hour of life! Nor let the wretch~ ~
11   VIII,   709|      came the end, the latest hour of all:~ ~
12     IX,   109|          When sounds my fatal hour let both my sons~ ~
13     IX,  1036|       lies and dares at every hour~ ~