Book,  Verse

 1     II,   239|                     Forced the slow river on. But now his banks~ ~
 2    III,   514|                                Slow creeping onwards; while
 3     VI,   285|        Such as yourselves, and slow to meet the fates?~ ~
 4     VI,   566|                                Slow Rhone is quickened by the
 5     VI,   892|    Till throbbed once more the slow returning pulse~ ~
 6    VII,    61|        fears!" they cry. "He's slow to act;~ ~
 7    VII,   922|                                Slow settling down; there numbered
 8   VIII,   780|                            780 Slow at its hideous task, and
 9     IX,   628|            Falls to the North: slow Cynosure sinks 16~ ~
10      X,   483|               Nor was Achillas slow~ ~
11      X,   600| drenched with reeking tar. Nor slow the fire~ ~