Book, Verse

1    5, 1055|                        When crimson Xanthus, doubtful of his
2    9, 55  |     helm of massy gold, and crimson was his crest.~
3    9, 469 | reeking, thence return’d in crimson dyed.~
4    9, 990 |     rattling armor, and his crimson crest.~
5   10, 1117|   gaping wound gush’d out a crimson flood.~
6   10, 1312|                         The crimson stream distain’d his arms
7   11, 135 |    lance of Pallas, and the crimson crest,~
8   12, 101 |                           A crimson blush her beauteous face
9   12, 1084|                        With crimson toils, or in a river found,~