Georgic

 1    I|   Tartarus hopes to call thee king,~Nor may so dire a lust
 2   II|     Tmolian bows him, ay, and king~Phanaeus too, and, lesser
 3   II|      ere the reign of Dicte’s king, ere men,~Waxed godless,
 4  III|       not, or that praiseless king~Busiris, and his altars?
 5   IV|     them forth-For oft ‘twixt king and king with uproar dire~
 6   IV| forth-For oft ‘twixt king and king with uproar dire~Fierce
 7   IV|    their thews,~And round the king, even to his royal tent,~
 8   IV|  clashing brass,~They fed the King of heaven in Dicte’s cave.~
 9   IV|     Median Hydaspes, to their king~Do such obeisance: lives
10   IV|     such obeisance: lives the king unscathed,~One will inspires
11   IV|       faced the Manes and the King~Of terrors, the stone heart