Book, Verse

 1    4, 952 |   d in the wound the cruel weapon stands;~
 2    5, 668 |  in the mast the feather’d weapon stands:~
 3    5, 684 |       And renders back the weapon in the wound.~
 4    6, 406 |    Off’ring his brandish’d weapon at their face;~
 5    7, 743 |   in his throat the flying weapon stood,~
 6    7, 886 |                 The trusty weapon sits on ev’ry side.~
 7    9, 553 |                 The deadly weapon, hissing from the grove,~
 8    9, 1008|    And fix’d the wand’ring weapon in the door.~
 9   10, 542 |      And plung’d the fatal weapon in his breast.~
10   10, 673 |        Then, as the winged weapon whizz’d along,~
11   10, 1049|     and from the wound the weapon drew.~
12   11, 995 |                By the same weapon, sent from the same hand,~
13   11, 1031|                        The weapon falls, the riven steel gives
14   11, 1175| Till in her pap the winged weapon stood~
15   11, 1190|    d within her breast the weapon stands;~
16   12, 81  |   blood follows, where the weapon flies.~
17   12, 404 |                 The winged weapon, whistling in the wind,~
18   12, 574 |                To draw the weapon, than t’ inlarge the wound.~
19   12, 641 | That to the rest the beamy weapon quakes.~
20   12, 715 |                        The weapon hiss’d above his head, and
21   12, 788 |      So fatally the flying weapon sped,~
22   12, 1068|         Snatch’d the first weapon which his haste could find.~
23   12, 1123|                 His flying weapon might from far attain.~
24   12, 1141|   tough root the ling’ring weapon freed.~
25   12, 1335|   its full swing the fatal weapon flew.~