Book, Verse

1    2, 233 | limbs distill’d a briny sweat.~
2    3, 233 | from my couch; a clammy sweat~
3    5, 261 |        Are swell’d, and sweat runs gutt’ring down in tides.~
4    6, 85  |  O’erspread with a damp sweat and holy fear.~
5    7, 641 |                    Cold sweat, in clammy drops, his limbs
6    9, 1098|                    Sick sweat succeeds; he drops at ev’
7    9, 1104|           And wip’d the sweat, and wash’d away the gore;~