Book,  Verse

 1     II,   193| mouldering heap, with trembling steps~ ~
 2     II,   401|      torch was there, nor ivory steps,~ ~
 3     II,   497|         in Italia; no bloodless steps~ ~
 4     II,   649|                              My steps they follow -- mine, whose
 5     II,   818|       move no more. But now the steps~ ~
 6      V,    29|    march; still follows in your steps~ ~
 7      V,   122|   another, it hath turned their steps~ ~
 8      V,   145|        calls Phemonoe; 13 whose steps~ ~
 9      V,   162|                    Since wicked steps are banished from the fane,~ ~
10      V,   202|       Dashed to the ground; her steps unguided turn~ ~
11   VIII,   836|         compelled his trembling steps,~ ~
12     IX,   655|         virtue is and guide thy steps~ ~
13     IX,  1106|                      Saw Cato's steps upon the sandy waste.~ ~
14     IX,  1120|       alone intent: by land his steps~ ~
15     IX,  1137|                             His steps, and searches for the mighty
16      X,    19|                     His hasting steps, nor worship of the gods,~ ~