Book,  Verse

 1      I,   185|                             Behold the pomp profuse, the houses
 2      I,   749|                             Behold a matron run, who, in her
 3      I,   770|   other region, Phoebus, to behold!~ ~
 4      V,   318|                             Behold these silvered locks, these
 5      V,   369| Against thine absent chief, behold me here;~ ~
 6      V,   419|                             Behold the doom and learn to strike
 7      V,   639|   But if the cause demands, behold me thine.~ ~
 8    VII,   274|                             Behold! his foe descending to the
 9    VII,   450|                 450 Be won, behold me exile, your disgrace,~ ~
10    VII,   529|                    Shall he behold such carnage and restrain~ ~
11    VII,   786|                    He shall behold, shorn from the bleeding
12    VII,   861|                             Behold the booty of the hostile
13   VIII,    55|  thy husband's fate.~ ~ ~ ~ Behold the boat~ ~
14   VIII,   734|                             Behold me murdered, silently the
15     IX,   706|   Jugurtha. 19 Rome! in him behold~ ~