Book,  Verse

 1      I,   751|                        Where dost thou snatch me, Paean, to
 2     II,   612|       Might place thine own, dost thou prefer to rank~ ~
 3    III,   167|                         Thou dost whate'er is bidden thee.
 4    III,   622|                              Dost suffer them to range the
 5     IV,   207|         To do or to abstain. Dost fear the man~ ~
 6     IV,   265|    the world thy powers, and dost entreat~ ~
 7     IV,   290|   though losing of thy best, dost know~ ~
 8     IV,   555|               Thou, Fortune, dost prepare. What glorious deeds~ ~
 9      V,   328|      nature end old age. And dost thou think~ ~
10      V,   564|   harbours held by foes; and dost thou fear~ ~
11      V,   572|                              Dost hold Italia, but Epirus
12      V,   667| cause of terror just -- thou dost not know~ ~
13      V,   679|     Calabria's harbours. And dost thou not know~ ~
14      V,   882|       Hang by one chain; and dost thou bid me now~ ~
15    VII,    88|      fervour where? Ingrate! Dost dread the gods,~ ~
16    VII,    94| choose the battle-field. Why dost thou keep~ ~
17    VII,   702|      in words of scorn: "And dost thou lie,~ ~
18    VII,   943|                       Nought dost thou profit; for these corporal
19   VIII,   210|          210 But whither now dost bid me shape the yards~ ~
20   VIII,   382|                          And dost thou, fugitive, spurn the
21   VIII,   402|        Mid Scythia's peoples dost thou bruit abroad~ ~
22   VIII,   496|                          And dost thou sue for peace?' There
23   VIII,   603|                          And dost thou doubt, since thou art
24   VIII,   640|                      640 And dost thou dare when heaven's
25   VIII,   649|                              Dost stab our breasts? Thou know'
26   VIII,   678|        Thy risks Thessalian; dost again command~ ~
27   VIII,   681|                         Thou dost debar me, why didst turn
28   VIII,   699|   savage monster's blows? Or dost thou place~ ~
29   VIII,   745|      own sake, to slay, thou dost not know~ ~
30   VIII,   908|   for his hiding place. Whom dost thou dread,~ ~
31     IX,    88|                              Dost thou not, impious, upon
32     IX,   585|     him envied. "Wretch, and dost thou deem~ ~
33     IX,   659|              What, Labienus, dost thou bid me ask?~ ~
34     IX,  1159|                              Dost give eternity to mortal
35     IX,  1205|                         Thou dost not know, safe by thy kinsman
36      X,   323|                              Dost as the Pharian and Persian
37      X,   360|      360 Stays at his limit, dost thou rise in flood~ ~
38      X,   371|                         Next dost thou journey onwards past
39      X,   430|    Caesar's gift, is Pharos. Dost delay~ ~