Book,  Verse

1     II,   697|                      And tempests lose their strength: on
2    III,   413| fates concede it. As the tempests lose~ ~
3      V,   492|                          Tempests that blow to bear us to
4      V,   629|                Of raging tempests, till her lurid light~ ~
5     VI,    32|           Her walls; and tempests, howling from the west,~ ~
6     VI,   309|          Tireless, which tempests force upon the crag~ ~
7     IX,   940|           940 To Eastern tempests. Now the ponderous bulk~ ~
8     IX,  1029|              Of southern tempests: Rome herself perchance~ ~
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