Book,  Verse

 1      I,   351|                 Our best had fallen, and the savage Gaul~ ~
 2     II,   623|       Then haply had'st thou fallen by the hand~ ~
 3     II,   768|                           Of fallen forests grew upon the waves,~ ~
 4    III,   469| scarcely fashioned from some fallen trunk~ ~
 5    III,   741|                          The fallen dead and snatch the sword
 6    III,   760|                      760 The fallen darts and furnishing the
 7     IV,    44|     his comrade's shield had fallen back;~ ~
 8     IV,   154|                          The fallen forest, and to form the
 9     IV,   529|                          For fallen darkness brought a truce
10      V,    47|                           Is fallen their Curio, the weightier
11      V,   571|                The world has fallen between us: thou alone~ ~
12     VI,   204|           The corpses of the fallen; the ruined mass~ ~
13     VI,   942|              The chains were fallen from boastful Catiline.~ ~
14    VII,   763|               Who, prostrate fallen, would drag nations down~ ~
15    VII,   870|    spurn the bodies of their fallen sires,~ ~
16    VII,   932|      find fit burial for his fallen foes;~ ~
17    VII,   936|      to lay the ashes of the fallen:~ ~
18   VIII,     9|         Some ambushed enemy. Fallen from the height~ ~
19   VIII,   286|                And first the fallen chieftain dared to find~ ~
20   VIII,   554|         When it supports the fallen. To the fates~ ~
21   VIII,   631|      the world? Is Rome thus fallen~ ~
22     IX,   149|                    Or are we fallen, Rome with Magnus' death~ ~
23     IX,   200|                          200 Fallen and perished, shalt possess
24     IX,  1211|                  To mend his fallen fortunes; on our swords~ ~
25      X,   455|                     Pompeius fallen makes us too sublime.~ ~
26      X,   515|           And in mid banquet fallen Caesar's head.~ ~