Book, Verse

 1    1, 311 |                        Whom, pond’ring thus on human miseries,~
 2    2, 558 |         And ours beneath the pond’rous ruin lie.~
 3    3, 867 |                          His pond’rous whistle from his neck
 4    4, 588 |   set their shoulders to the pond’rous grain;~
 5    5, 345 |                   But yet so pond’rous with its plates of
 6    5, 459 |                              Pond’rous with shaggy mane and
 7    5, 534 |                          Two pond’rous gauntlets down in open
 8    5, 544 |               And pois’d the pond’rous engines in his hands.~
 9    6, 121 |      lab’ring underneath the pond’rous god,~
10    7, 345 |                          But pond’ring future things of wondrous
11    9, 681 | break the penthouse with the pond’rous blow,~
12    9, 1016|                          His pond’rous limbs oppress the trembling
13   11, 1098|      Press’d in his arms the pond’rous prey sustains;~
14   12, 149 |               Then cried: “O pond’rous spoil of Actor slain,~
15   12, 386 |    not vanquish’d, drops the pond’rous prey,~