Book,  Verse

1     II,   819|                        Of morn approaching tinged the eastern
2     IV,    35|             Then with the morn he bids them seize the hill~ ~
3    VII,     8|          Pompeius on that morn,~ ~
4    VII,    53|   fled before the growing morn,~ ~
5    VII,   488|      And shall Pharsalus' morn, darkest of all,~ ~
6    VII,   923| Magnus slain; and for the morn's repast~ ~
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