Book,  Verse

1      I,     2|     And crime let loose we sing; how Rome's high race~ ~
2      I,   511|                 If what ye sing be true, the shades of men~ ~
3    VII,   693| noble fell, one only now I sing,~ ~
4    VII,   717|     Meet for each fate, or sing the wound that reft~ ~
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