Book,  Verse

 1      I,    19|     frost that never yields to spring~ ~
 2     IV,   303| circling ramparts to enclose a spring.~ ~ ~ ~
 3     IV,   337|        riven stones revealed a spring,~ ~
 4      V,   482|      the inconstancy of cloudy spring~ ~
 5   VIII,   532|        night her losses of the spring;~ ~
 6     IX,   467|             Who sees me at the spring: who sees me seek~ ~
 7     IX,   580|  gaping lips; when to a scanty spring~ ~
 8     IX,   591|     the helmet, and the scanty spring,~ ~
 9     IX,   692|     sleep, the last to sip the spring~ ~
10     IX,   715|                  One bounteous spring which clustered serpents
11      X,   269|      suns: and 'tis in time of spring,~ ~