Sorrow and carefulness make him afraid, and compass him round about, like as it where a king with his host ready to the battle.

His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.

He marked out with a compass the law upon the face of the waters, even till the end of light with darkness..

The lotus-trees cover him with their shade, the willows of the torrent-bed compass him about;