Book, Verse

 1    2, 997 |      Their swords and shining armor I descry.’~
 2    2, 1018|                    In shining armor once again I sheathe~
 3    3, 396 |                    My shining armor and my Trojan shield,~
 4    6, 682 |                The place your armor and your name retains.~
 5    6, 1114|                 And scour his armor from the rust of peace.~
 6    6, 1134|     The pair you see in equal armor shine,~
 7    6, 1189|   godlike youth in glitt’ring armor shine,~
 8    8, 899 |      Caesar, on the stern, in armor bright,~
 9    9, 555 |              Pierc’d his thin armor, drank his vital blood,~
10    9, 615 |                   All clad in armor, calls his troops to fight.~
11    9, 791 |                 In glitt’ring armor and a purple vest,~
12    9, 931 |     Equicolus, that in bright armor shone,~
13    9, 990 |                  His rattling armor, and his crimson crest.~
14   10, 249 |     Abas next: his men bright armor wore;~
15   10, 434 |                           But armor scal’d with gold was no
16   10, 992 |                 His crest and armor, from his body torn,~
17   10, 1097|                           His armor, from the Trojan pirate
18   10, 1160| purple streams thro’ the thin armor strove,~
19   11, 669 |       ring shields, in brazen armor bright.~
20   11, 675 |                    With fated armor, and Vulcanian shield!~
21   12, 449 |                   Of his rich armor, and uncrown his head.~
22   12, 689 |        Assumes his shape, his armor, and his mien,~
23   12, 935 |                  His vest and armor are the victor’s prize.~
24   12, 1019|                   His jointed armor rattles in the course.~