Book,  Verse

 1      I,    31|                             Scarce seen the passer by. The
 2      I,   188|                             Scarce fitly fashioned; poverty
 3      I,   282|                         And scarce a footstep from the restless
 4      I,   299|                             Scarce doubted more; and Fortune
 5      I,   329|                             Scarce shalt thou be unpunished.
 6      I,   385|                   By poison scarce attained. His latest prize~ ~
 7     II,    73|                             Scarce were it worth the price
 8     II,   207|                       Twere scarce believed that one poor mortal
 9     II,   225|                             Scarce toppled from the shoulders;
10     II,   436|                       Which scarce kept out the winter, was
11    III,    23|                       Could scarce accomplish, and the threads
12    III,   116|                             Scarce had they time for hate.
13     IV,    84|                Of murky air scarce holds them, which divides~ ~
14     IV,    90|                          90 Scarce touched with colour, in
15     IV,   367|                         And scarce again returned; and yet
16      V,    87|            By one high peak scarce master of the waves,~ ~
17      V,   287|                             Scarce ever silent; or replete
18      V,   536|                             Scarce flowing from a marsh, the
19      V,   734|                             Scarce topped the watery height
20      V,   871|                       Could scarce find utterance for the grief
21     VI,   123| swifter in its strides till scarce was room,~ ~
22     VI,   135|                             Scarce were the crops half grown
23     VI,   737|                             Scarce cold, in fuller accents
24     VI,   814|                 She utters, scarce articulate: the bay~ ~
25    VII,    97|                             Scarce one awaits the signal. Strike
26    VII,   189|                             Scarce lifted from the earth; bedewed
27    VII,   328|  Pompeius' hundred pageants scarce were fit~ ~
28    VII,   390|                         390 Scarce had he paused; they snatch
29    VII,   581|  ranged in dense array, and scarce had space~ ~
30    VII,   755|       That filled the field scarce brought him to confess~ ~
31    VII,   988|                             Scarce did they touch, nor limbs --
32   VIII,     4|                             Scarce heeding now the spur; by
33   VIII,    41|                             Scarce equal, he, whose countless
34   VIII,    67|                             Scarce throbbed her heart, and
35   VIII,   288|                             Scarce was the husbandman, and
36   VIII,   605|       Cam'st thou, unhappy? Scarce our people tills~ ~
37   VIII,   795|                    Were yet scarce glazed: that head at whose
38     IX,   285|                             Scarce even to its captains civil
39     IX,   448|                             Scarce are the wells, and Titan
40     IX,   891|                             Scarce quenched the thirst it made.
41     IX,  1150|                        1150 Scarce trickling through the arid