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 1   T-I|   Rescue my weary spirit from a cruel death,~if one already lost
 2   T-I|       to come near my disaster, cruel one,~that you’d no regard,
 3  T-II|       hide your lightning bolt, cruel weapon,~a weapon, ah, too
 4  T-II|         ear.~Or Accius would be cruel, Terence a reveller,~and
 5 T-III|       will end this life with a cruel blade,~yet my fame will
 6 T-III|      TIII.XI:1-38 A Detractor~ ~Cruel, whoever you are, you who
 7 T-III|   Torture~ ~You’re fiercer than cruel Busiris, fiercer than Perillus~
 8  T-IV|       goddess~who loathed those cruel rites, to a better home.~
 9   T-V|     world, a place encircled by cruel enemies.~Since my offence
10   T-V|  deserve the name,~they’ve more cruel savagery in them than wolves.~
11   T-V|        and was brief.~Still, so cruel joy might not grip your
12  ExII|      the chance of death from a cruel wound, ~by smearing every
13  ExII|       my hands, captive, to the cruel chains.~Or when I’m deceived
14  ExII|      quiver-carrying Getae make cruel war.~Of all those banished
15   ExI|       arms and threaten me~with cruel wounds you won’t make me
16   ExI|        the soldier the maker~of cruel war, the sailor the master
17   ExI|        might I have avoided the cruel reefs.~Now I’m shipwrecked
18   ExI|       May the Elder Drusus whom cruel Germany snatched~from you,
19 ExIII|         Danaid, not Agamemnon’s cruel wife,~no yelping Scylla
20 ExIII|   except that I might leave~the cruel enemy behind: let fate be
21 ExIII|         said: “Youths, I am not cruel (forgive me),~I perform
22 ExIII|       me),~I perform rites more cruel than those of my own land.~
23 ExIII|  overwhelmed a multitude~in the cruel waves, how many deserved
24 ExIII|      fears.~Why be terrified of cruel reefs in calm waters?~I
25 ExIII|      unknown to me,~to whom the cruel usage of fate is customary.~
26  ExIV|     battle could be joined with cruel swords,~it’s difficult to
27  ExIV|      him, too, how I spend this cruel time.~ ~Book EIV.IX:89-134
28  ExIV|          Cyclops couldn’t outdo cruel Piacches in savagery,~and
29  ExIV|        more to complain of!~The cruel gods were not pleased it
30  ExIV|        year wanderings over the cruel sea,~and Sabinus, abandoning
31  ExIV| scattering my ashes about, you, cruel one.~I’ve lost everything:
32  IBIS|    these weapons we’ve assumed, cruel one. ~~ Ibis:41-104 Preliminaries
33  IBIS|        the shades it will set a cruel weapon in my hands.~Then,
34  IBIS|         no peace in your house.~Cruel whips, and twining snakes,
35  IBIS|     your hated corpse. May ~the cruel vulture tear your entrails,
36  IBIS|     fires in any useful aspect.~Cruel Mars that promises no peace,
37  IBIS|      and the son wounded by the cruel sword.~Let no more cups
38  IBIS|      wretched princes, ~as that cruel tyrant’s traitorous charioteer,
39  IBIS|     contours of the beast:~like cruel Phalaris, your tongue first
40  IBIS|         alone,~may a horse with cruel teeth feed on your entrails.~
41  IBIS|       horses he chose:~like the cruel scion of Aeolus, and his
42  IBIS|   Theiodamantine weapons:~or as cruel Cacus died, crushed, in
43  IBIS|      your father’s gut.~May the cruel sword maim your trunk, and
44   Ind|      Resembling Apollodorus the cruel lord of Cassandreia in Macedonia.
45   Ind|        the personified pangs of cruel conscience that pursued
46   Ind|    Piacches~Book EIV.X:1-34 The cruel chieftain of a tribe near
47   Ind|       Ibis:365-412 Diomedes the cruel Thracian king.~Ibis:597-