Book,  Verse

 1      I,   121|   victory than ye thought was won,~ ~
 2      I,   137|    Gaul the bays from pirates won,~ ~
 3      I,   161|     No such repute had Ceesar won, nor fame;~ ~
 4      I,   166|      unpitying: every victory won~ ~
 5      I,   302|       Spoke of the chiefs who won them rights of yore,~ ~
 6      I,   328|   factions; for thy conquests won~ ~
 7     II,    47|   hangs, nor yet the fight is won,~ ~
 8    III,    58|  fiery spirit; and no victory won,~ ~
 9    III,   712|  strove the fates, and hardly won the whole.~ ~ ~ ~
10     IV,   343|    victims: this was all they won.~ ~
11     IV,   400|     400 Aught but thy victory won. Nor ask we much.~ ~
12      V,   337|      of victory our arms have won.~ ~
13      V,   556|                 My speed hath won the major part: from thee~ ~
14      V,   767|        Ere his last prize was won. I ask no pomp~ ~
15     VI,   328|                 Their victory won, aroused his angry soul.~ ~
16     VI,   500|  deeds of shame the fights he won,~ ~
17    VII,    15|       youth, when victory was won~ ~
18    VII,   299|  deferred the triumphs we had won,~ ~
19    VII,   450|                        450 Be won, behold me exile, your disgrace,~ ~
20    VII,   707| utterance: "Yet thou hast not won~ ~
21    VII,   860|            860 Which you have won, not Caesar; at your feet~ ~
22    VII,   882|    Tarpeian rock, for victory won,~ ~
23    VII,   895|       terrors. Victory foully won~ ~
24   VIII,    83|                 Nor conquests won; a gentler path to thee~ ~
25   VIII,   176|       victor husband: for she won their love,~ ~
26   VIII,   364|   resounded with my conquests won,~ ~
27   VIII,   490|      leap at Caesar's triumph won.~ ~
28   VIII,   526|    the bounds of Egypt hardly won~ ~
29   VIII,   642|  impure utterance? Had he not won~ ~
30   VIII,   717|                 His deeds had won. And when within his side~ ~
31   VIII,   742|                           Has won before us; for what other
32   VIII,   854|     dirges; nor that triumphs won of yore~ ~
33   VIII,   880|        880 Almost the sea had won. In sandy trench~ ~
34     IX,   978|                            He won the glory of Orion 28 slain;~ ~
35      X,    47|   jealous in death as when he won the world~ ~
36      X,   127|                           She won his favour.~ ~ ~ ~ When
37      X,   435|                    Hath Egypt won, and plays the bawd for
38      X,   436|       amorous potions she has won the man:~ ~
39      X,   509|  sword of Rome: nay more, had won,~ ~
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