Book, Verse

 1    3, 151 | humble vales they built their soft abodes,~
 2    4, 92  |                     Where the soft god secure in silence reigns.~
 3    4, 613 |                  And know the soft approaches to his heart.~
 4    4, 628 |                       Till my soft soul be temper’d to sustain~
 5    4, 758 |       eyes in balmy sleep and soft repose:~
 6    5, 962 |    breathes the living air of soft Elysian plains.~
 7    5, 1091|                      When the soft God of Sleep, with easy
 8    6, 1008| breathe, in ample fields, the soft Elysian air.~
 9    7, 865 |                    Some their soft limbs in painful marches
10    8, 514 |                           Her soft embraces soon infuse desire;~
11    8, 882 |       Here modest matrons, in soft litters driv’n,~
12    8, 938 |                           And soft Sabaeans quit the wat’ry
13    9, 1006|                       But the soft yielding air receiv’d the
14   10, 134 |                           The soft recesses, and the sacred
15   10, 863 |                               Soft in her tone, submissively
16   11, 385 |                    Then, with soft accents, and a pleasing
17   12, 592 |                           All soft’ning simples, known of sov’