Book, Verse

 1    2, 144 | Rais’d expectations in our longing hearts:~
 2    2, 1082|                    I to my longing friends return again,~
 3    3, 429 |                        And longing to redeem the promis’d fair,~
 4    3, 857 |        While all around my longing eyes I cast,~
 5    6, 163 |                And lead me longing to my father’s sight.~
 6    6, 948 |  The dear embraces of your longing son!”~
 7    7, 1106|                            Longing they look, and, gaping at
 8    8, 663 |              And wait with longing looks their promis’d guide.~
 9    9, 331 |                Each in his longing arms by turns he took;~
10   10, 730 |                         My longing sire, and tender progeny!~
11   10, 973 |        And to his father’s longing arms restores.~
12   11, 62  |                         My longing eyes, and share in my success:~