Book, Verse

 1    3, 838 |                          The stroke succeeds; and down the pupil
 2    4, 954 |    attendants saw the deadly stroke,~
 3    4, 979 |      be present at the fatal stroke?~
 4    5, 193 |  sounding lash, and, ere the stroke descends,~
 5    5, 494 |                  And, by the stroke of his resistless hand,~
 6    5, 582 |                   A sweeping stroke along the crackling jaws.~
 7    5, 596 |     And, thus deluded of the stroke design’d,~
 8    5, 639 |                   The deadly stroke, descending, pierc’d the
 9    6, 265 | forest ashes, feel the fatal stroke,~
10    7, 533 |  their little souls at ev’ry stroke:~
11    7, 710 |     hand from the descending stroke,~
12    9, 1040| joints the neck; and, with a stroke so strong,~
13   10, 554 |  threaten still th’ intended stroke in vain.~
14   10, 740 |     of war by one relentless stroke,~
15   10, 1095|   hand, and sword, assist my stroke!~
16   10, 1229|    his courage with a gentle stroke,~
17   10, 1277|               Just where the stroke was aim’d, th’ unerring
18   11, 241 |          Whose holy soul the stroke of Fortune fled,~
19   12, 136 |                   And others stroke their chests and gently
20   12, 1063|           And, in the middle stroke, deserts his lord.~