Book, Verse

 1    1, 770 |      he lives, and draws this vital air,~
 2    2, 338 |                   Restor’d to vital air our hidden foes,~
 3    3, 397 |  Astonish’d at the sight, the vital heat~
 4    3, 787 |    Nature’s common gift, this vital air,~
 5    4, 42  |             O dearer than the vital air I breathe,~
 6    4, 486 |                         While vital breath inspires this mortal
 7    5, 946 |   thus he spoke: “O more than vital breath,~
 8    6, 593 |       heav’n, and breathe the vital air:~
 9    6, 769 |       the first moment of his vital breath,~
10    6, 1031|    Already seems to snuff the vital air,~
11    6, 1075|       mighty Caesar waits his vital hour,~
12    7, 525 |                           Her vital parts, and poison’d all
13    7, 744 |     his breath, and drank his vital blood~
14    7, 1059|        The dead inspir’d with vital breath again,~
15    9, 555 |     his thin armor, drank his vital blood,~
16    9, 949 |      in his lungs, and in his vital blood.~
17   10, 680 |   soul comes issuing with the vital blood:~
18   12, 876 | mighty grief, she loathes the vital air.~
19   12, 1309|   shiv’ring cold congeals his vital blood.~