Book, Verse

 1    1, 815 |        goddess-born, this long delay?~
 2    2, 502 |          my friends, this long delay?~
 3    2, 950 |      said he, ’my son, no more delay!~
 4    3, 548 |       Pachynus, tho’ with more delay,~
 5    3, 579 |      companions chide thy long delay;~
 6    4, 507 |                      Chides my delay, and fills my soul with
 7    4, 622 |     least his dang’rous flight delay,~
 8    4, 626 |                        A short delay is all I ask him now;~
 9    4, 818 |     Who knows what hazards thy delay may bring?~
10    4, 824 |       his drowsy train without delay:~
11    5, 509 |      me, chief, permit without delay,~
12    5, 978 |      own purpose. All, without delay,~
13    6, 81  |                       Why this delay?” she cried—”the pow’rs
14    6, 336 | perform’d, the prince, without delay,~
15    6, 574 |     charm’d, the chief without delay~
16    6, 724 |        Sibyl chides their long delay:~
17    7, 437 |      protracted wars the peace delay:~
18    8, 147 |     the rites. Himself without delay~
19    8, 232 |       holy rites admit no long delay.~
20   10, 228 |               Tarchon, without delay, the treaty signs,~
21   10, 427 |       leads his troops without delay,~
22   10, 715 |      his sword around, without delay,~
23   10, 1271|                   Impatient of delay, and weary grown,~
24   11, 444 |      protracted, and the siege delay’d,~
25   12, 575 |   Eager of fight, impatient of delay,~
26   12, 826 |       bands, without the least delay~
27   12, 987 |      and, leaping down without delay,~