Book,  Verse

 1     IV,   359|      henbane dire and all the poisonous herbs~ ~
 2     VI,   111|                         Whose poisonous weight pressed on them in
 3     VI,   547|                            By poisonous drugs unharmed. With woven
 4     VI,   597|      shorn of lustre by their poisonous chant,~ ~
 5     VI,   685|                Thick with her poisonous distilments sown,~ ~
 6     VI,   769|                            So poisonous, mephitic, hangs the air.~ ~
 7   VIII,   803|      tight upon the bone; and poisonous juice~ ~
 8     IX,   450|                        450 Of poisonous serpents fouls the dusty
 9     IX,   741| Clustered around her head the poisonous brood~ ~
10     IX,   848|      there, and Seps 25 whose poisonous juice~ ~
11     IX,   960|             960 No draught in poisonous cups from ripened plants~ ~