Book,  Verse

1      I,   382|            Learn of thy gentle Sulla -- to retire!~ ~
2    III,   429| Expanding in a plain of gentle slope,~ ~
3     IV,    12|  Where the rich soil in gentle slope ascends~ ~
4     IV,   216|                   Come, gentle Concord! 11 these our times
5     IV,   650| his fleet, and borne by gentle winds~ ~
6      V,   580|                 580 Now gentle night had brought repose
7     VI,   424|              Aeas, 18 a gentle stream; nor stronger flows~ ~
8   VIII,   174|        Long since their gentle guest. For her had wept~ ~
9     IX,    52| her in ruins. Thus with gentle airs~ ~