Book,  Verse

 1      I,   340|                      340 "Comrades," he cried, "victorious
 2      I,   439|                       His comrades swore consent with lifted
 3    III,   688|             Had slain his comrades, pierced with countless
 4    III,   704|       But by his feet his comrades dragged him back,~ ~
 5     IV,   583|          Warmed his brave comrades' hearts; and who with fear~ ~
 6     IV,   882|  needs must perish by his comrades' swords.~ ~
 7      V,   284|                       His comrades trusted in a hundred fields,~ ~
 8      V,   298|                       His comrades doubting, feared himself
 9      V,   307| How for thy victories our comrades fell.~ ~
10     VI,   178|                       His comrades from the war and sought
11     VI,   198| When first they rang: his comrades mustering come~ ~
12     VI,   294| Upon the shoulders of his comrades borne,~ ~
13    VII,   615|         And through their comrades spurring from the field~ ~
14   VIII,     7|              Of following comrades filled his anxious soul~ ~
15   VIII,   301|                O faithful comrades mine in war and flight!~ ~
16   VIII,   329|   beneath him. Wherefore, comrades, seek~ ~
17   VIII,   663|     Now near at hand, his comrades' warning voice~ ~
18     IX,   146|                Of patriot comrades. Swift into the wave~ ~
19     IX,   305|                  Of eager comrades.~ ~ ~ ~ Then was Rome undone,~ ~
20     IX,   458|              Nay, give me comrades for the danger's sake,~ ~
21     IX,   637|                     Whose comrades prayed him to entreat the
22     IX,   943|        A fatal feast, his comrades left the corse~ ~