Book,  Verse

1    III,   203|  Pisa deserted stands, and Oeta, loved~ ~
2     VI,   459|               Hurling from Oeta's top gigantic elms~ ~
3    VII,   531|  His fires, on Rhodope and Oeta's woods~ ~
4    VII,   569|          Pindus re-echoes; Oeta's lofty rocks~ ~
5    VII,   939| kinsman, pile on high from Oeta's slopes~ ~
6   VIII,   935|                            Oeta finds room for Hercules
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