Book,  Verse

 1      I,   377|                That reeking weapon ever thirsts for more.~ ~
 2     II,    92|             And dropped the weapon from his nerveless hand.~ ~
 3    III,   375|         Brothers forbid the weapon to be hurled?~ ~
 4    III,   560|            560 Is now their weapon. Through the Roman works~ ~
 5     IV,   239|                By stroke of weapon and in streams of blood.~ ~
 6      V,   377|   cast you forth; for every weapon left,~ ~
 7     VI,   260|                     260 The weapon fleeing as she whirls around.~ ~
 8    VII,    96|                         The weapon quivers in the eager hand:~ ~
 9    VII,   666|         Caesar supplies the weapon and bids strike~ ~
10    VII,   719|                The pitiless weapon clove its deadly path,~ ~
11     IX,   970| Basilisk? Swift through the weapon ran~ ~