Book, Verse

 1    1, 68  |    strongly seiz’d, and with a burning wound~
 2    2, 1020|           Then headlong to the burning walls I run,~
 3    2, 1039|          And golden bowls from burning altars caught,~
 4    3, 211 |                   Who from the burning town by thee were brought,~
 5    3, 753 |            Oft liquid lakes of burning sulphur flow,~
 6    5, 906 |        Yet from the flames our burning vessels free,~
 7    6, 742 |          Whose fiery flood the burning empire bounds;~
 8    6, 839 |                 And bound with burning wires, on spokes of wheels
 9    7, 308 |      such as, born beneath the burning sky~
10    7, 335 |  golden charger, snatch’d from burning Troy,~
11    7, 704 |           One with a brand yet burning from the flame,~
12    7, 731 |       The fight with clubs and burning brands was tried;~
13    8, 346 |    from their sockets tore his burning eyes:~
14   11, 305 | wasting flames, and weep their burning friends;~
15   12, 108 |          The lover gaz’d, and, burning with desire,~
16   12, 870 |          And brands on tops of burning houses thrown,~