Book, Verse

1    2, 287 |    twice about his gasping throat they fold.~
2    4, 672 |    screech owl strains her throat,~
3    7, 743 |               Fix’d in his throat the flying weapon stood,~
4    8, 344 |            He squeez’d his throat; he writh’d his neck around,~
5   10, 482 |            And pierc’d his throat, directed at his face;~
6   10, 583 |       Held up to guard his throat; then hurl’d a stone~
7   10, 1311| said, and to the sword his throat applied.~
8   11, 954 |               His neck and throat unarm’d, his head was bare,~
9   11, 1103| And, fencing for his naked throat, exerts~