Book, Verse

 1    1, 992 |          His rosy-color’d cheeks, his radiant eyes,~
 2    2, 1090|                  Her rosy cheeks; and Phosphor led the day:~
 3    5, 606 |    With shame his glowing cheeks, his eyes with fury burn’
 4    9, 231 | had the down to shade his cheeks begun.~
 5    9, 633 |                       Her cheeks the blood, her hand the
 6    9, 1014| broad front and beardless cheeks in two.~
 7    9, 1099|     With driving dust his cheeks are pasted o’er;~
 8   11, 1008|        A cov’ring for his cheeks, and grinn’d around his
 9   11, 1194|              And from her cheeks the rosy color flies:)~
10   12, 102 |               Varying her cheeks by turns with white and
11   12, 335 |   A livid deadness in his cheeks appears.~
12   12, 886 |                  And rosy cheeks; the rest her sorrow share:~