Book, Verse

1    3, 670|                         Her steepy rise and her declining race.~
2    6, 267|   of trees, fell’d from the steepy crown~
3    7, 662| frauds invents, and takes a steepy stand,~
4    9, 729|      they know not—from the steepy leap.~
5    9, 770|    Toss’d firebrands to the steepy turrets throw.~
6   11, 795|        High o’er the vale a steepy mountain stands,~
7   11, 881|    these arms, and take thy steepy flight,~