Book,  Verse

 1    III,     9|                                  Sank in the arms of sleep. But
 2    III,   543|              Some here and there sank fainting. Next the roof~ ~
 3    III,   733| straining arms; then maimed they sank~ ~
 4     IV,    77|         driven; nor on mid earth sank the clouds~ ~
 5     IV,   142|                                  Sank to the depths; the forest
 6     IV,   320|         down her starry veil and sank the sun.~ ~
 7      V,     4|                                  Sank Atlas' 1 daughters down,
 8      V,   493|                              Now sank the sun to rest; the evening
 9   VIII,   180|                              180 Sank fiery Titan; but not yet
10      X,   645|                                  Sank not their rage: with Ganymede