Book, Verse

 1    1, 446 |                          A painted quiver at her back she bore;~
 2    1, 638 |           He saw, in order painted on the wall,~
 3    1, 989 |       Approach, and on the painted couches rest.~
 4    2, 530 |                        His painted buckler, and his plumy crest.~
 5    4, 208 |                      Where painted Scythians, mix’d with Cretan
 6    4, 301 |               Who feast on painted beds, with off’rings grace~
 7    5, 855 | equal wings, and bends her painted bow.~
 8    5, 864 |          Triumphant to the painted sterns he soars,~
 9    7, 606 |  thoughtless chiefs, their painted ships, that lie~
10    7, 1088|   the proud Labicans, with painted shields,~
11    8, 126 |            Of shields, and painted ships that stem the stream.~
12   10, 262 |   of his manag’d horse and painted shield.~
13   11, 965 |      One shoulder with her painted quiver press’d.~