Book,  Verse

 1     II,    33|               Clings to the dying in a last embrace.~ ~ ~ ~
 2    III,   664|  falls, and in the fall his dying hand~ ~
 3    III,   709|                 From no man dying has the vital breath~ ~
 4    III,   758|       That brings immediate dying: yet quails not~ ~
 5    III,   814|                To close his dying eyes. But soon his sire,~ ~
 6     IV,   608|              Grateful, with dying strength, he does to death.~ ~
 7     IV,   621| take and give; for e'en the dying hand~ ~
 8      V,    52|              Fails with the dying year: not so does yours;~ ~
 9      V,   323|              To stretch our dying limbs; nor seek in vain,~ ~
10     VI,   663|     with sinister hand from dying youth~ ~
11    VII,   811|          But for itself the dying Senate fought,~ ~
12   VIII,   359|              Nor soothed me dying. Yet as my mind in turn~ ~
13   VIII,   720|   720 And proved himself in dying; in his breast~ ~