Book, Verse

 1    2, 719 |  Pyrrhus, there for safety runs.~
 2    2, 865 |        Go you, whose blood runs warm in ev’ry vein.~
 3    4, 969 |                            Runs breathless to the place,
 4    5, 261 |     Are swell’d, and sweat runs gutt’ring down in tides.~
 5    5, 603 |                    Acestus runs with eager haste, to raise~
 6    7, 526 |             She raves, she runs with a distracted pace,~
 7    9, 634 |                        She runs the rampires round amidst
 8    9, 748 |                            Runs, doubles, winds and turns,
 9    9, 943 |                            Runs where the giant brothers
10   10, 641 |                            Runs roaring downward from his
11   10, 1021|                         He runs, he roars, he shakes his
12   10, 1024|    famish’d maw; his mouth runs o’er~
13   11, 224 | Forgetful of his state, he runs along,~
14   11, 500 |                            Runs equal with the margin of
15   11, 627 |                            Runs backward from the sea, and
16   11, 720 |                            Runs a distracted crew, whom
17   12, 59  |          The rolling flood runs warm with human gore;~
18   12, 363 |            A rising murmur runs along the line.~
19   12, 703 |                         He runs within a narrower ring,