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 1     I|     joyous pastures whilst the drops~ Of white ooze trickle from
 2     I|     moisture seeps,~ And beady drops stand out like plenteous
 3     I|       And blood created out of drops of blood,~ Conceiving gold
 4     I|        ought oft to give forth drops~ Of sweet milk, flavoured
 5    II|     they fall, each one,~ Like drops of rain, through the unbottomed
 6    II| incense-burning altars slain,~ Drops down the yearling calf,
 7    II|       mother, as she takes the drops~ Of liquid moisture, pregnant
 8    IV|        thou not,~ Besides, how drops of water falling down~ Against
 9    VI|     moisture, and distil their drops,~ Even as the wax, by fiery
10    VI|      horizontal of its flight~ Drops to the spot whence sprang
11    VI|   moisture and distil the oozy drops;~ Likewise, from all our
12    VI|     shower seem like to scanty drops.~ Respite of torment was