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 1      I,   122    |                           Ye sons of Arsaces; your conquered
 2      I,   184    |                  Fell on her sons. Farewell the ancient ways!~ ~
 3      I,   346    |       Rome arms her choicest sons; the sturdy oaks~ ~
 4     II,   175    |                              Sons dripped with gore of sires;
 5     II,   337    |                  Reft of his sons, compelled by grief, himself~ ~
 6     II,   370(14)|     Cato, and bore him three sons; he then yielded her to
 7     II,   374    |     a fruitful mother of his sons~ ~
 8     II,   413    |    wedded. As she greets her sons~ ~
 9     II,   828    |    thee. With thy spouse and sons,~ ~
10     IV,   190    |      they gazed on brothers, sons,~ ~
11     IV,   448    |                          And sons unlettered Fortune leaves
12     IV,   560    |             560 With neither sons nor parents at our sides,~ ~
13     IV,   614    |     so in Phasis' fields the sons of earth,~ ~
14     IV,   666(17)|      the field where all the sons of earth Mustered against
15     IV,   914    |  Happy were Rome and all her sons indeed,~ ~
16      V,    61    |    cold Taygetus; Massilia's sons~ ~
17     VI,   451    |              And Dolopes and sons of Oeolus~ ~
18     VI,   456    |                      Ixion's sons found birth, the Centaur
19     VI,   483    | Pythian victor: here Aloeus' sons~ ~
20    VII,    71    |      For Tullius, of all the sons of Rome~ ~
21    VII,   485    |  fight the life-blood of her sons.~ ~
22    VII,   634    |          Here were the Roman sons, the sires of Rome,~ ~
23    VII,   674    |     prowess; there Metellus' sons,~ ~
24    VII,   770    |     here on me, my wife, and sons~ ~
25     IX,   109    |    my fatal hour let both my sons~ ~
26     IX,   336    |                 And both his sons; outstrip the Pharian gift,~ ~
27     IX,  1183    |                     Italia's sons shall build another Troy,~ ~