Book,  Verse

 1      I,   342|                              Mid Alpine winters and on Arctic
 2      I,   596|      himself, when poised in mid career,~ ~
 3     II,   450|                       450 Of mid Italia; nearest to the sky~ ~
 4    III,    35| suffered me to join thee; in mid fight~ ~
 5    III,   470|                 470 Held the mid space: and, pallid with
 6    III,   833|       How wept the mothers! 'Mid the pile confused~ ~
 7     IV,    77|           Was driven; nor on mid earth sank the clouds~ ~
 8     IV,   509|                      Hung in mid passage, and by ropes was
 9      V,   517|                      Hung in mid passage motionless, the
10     VI,   216|     swords upraised, till in mid throng~ ~
11     VI,   496|    hope and fear alternate. 'Mid the throng~ ~
12     VI,   506|      Jove's brass cauldron, 'mid Dodona's oaks,~ ~
13     VI,   675|             Seeking the hag 'mid broken sepulchres,~ ~
14     VI,   925|       Yet know I this, that 'mid the Roman shades~ ~
15    VII,   414|     them with sword. Here in mid battle-field,~ ~
16    VII,   446| freedom die, their wish. If 'mid these vows~ ~
17    VII,   513|                              Mid Teuton hordes and Scythian,
18    VII,   845|                              Mid sobs and groans and blaming
19   VIII,   402|                              Mid Scythia's peoples dost thou
20   VIII,   502|                           In mid Thessalia seated. Nay, thy
21     IX,   245|                 Untarnished. Mid the peoples great his name~ ~
22     IX,   589|     would quench his thirst 'mid such a host,~ ~
23     IX,  1250|   1250 Might help thy cause 'mid lovers of his name?~ ~
24      X,    86|       Who red with carnage, 'mid the clash of arms,~ ~
25      X,   348|                          And mid Bootes flowing; to the couch~ ~
26      X,   515|                       And in mid banquet fallen Caesar's
27      X,   548|                       And in mid palace trembles at the blow:~ ~